There's a place I know called 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 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 Street
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Down on 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 I could be back on 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 Street
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Down on Swing Street
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Swing Street
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| Christopher Cross |
