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There's a place |
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I know called |
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Swing Street |
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Where you can really feel the heartbeat |
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After working hard til sundown |
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The city comes alive |
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High up, low down, down on |
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Swing Street |
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Gypsy jazzmen tickling my feet |
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Jive and music, love and money |
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There's enough to get you high |
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Sidewalk preachers hustling bibles |
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Longing for one more revival |
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There's a truth in all these dreamers |
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If you read between the lines |
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Well, it's all right watching the world come together |
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A real life movie that goes on forever |
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Take your chances and pull on the lever |
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Down on Swing |
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Street Down on |
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Swing Street |
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Morning comes, that alarm clock screaming |
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Coat and tie, and wheeling, dealing |
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I wish that |
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I could be back on |
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Swing Street |
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Watching life roll by |
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Everyone looks for romance |
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Living out of magazines |
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But there's still one place |
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Where you don't have to fake it |
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Down on Swing |
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Street Down on |
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Swing Street |
