and I go to Swing Street We can dance there, there's a chance there Of finding a little romance there You don't know who you'll meet When you're down on Swing Street
I go to Swing Street We can dance there, there's a chance there Of finding a little romance there You don't know who you'll meet When you're down on Swing Street
译文: 马尼洛,巴里. 秋千街.
: (with Full Swing) The night is glamorous The weekend is ahead of us And we're ready for it honey Big Fun And we're ready for it honey Big Fun Well
there was no other BARRY: Why'd we let it go Down on the avenue, You can forget your name BOTH: Paint pretty pictures, False and true BARRY: Picture
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high Oh your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin' So hush little baby don't you cry BARRY: One of these mornin
& the Coconuts) BARRY: Nobody knew who he really was But they called him Mambo when he played KID CREOLE: He became the King King of Latin Swing BOTH
: Love slips away and we move on Night becomes the dawn Words tear us up just like a storm Now love is gone leaving us strangers The morning sky fills
: (with Tom Scott) See I flew in from the West Coast Just the other day. Yes, I flew in from the West Coast and we circled J.F.K. The movie ended
: Let's go, ready or no Let's take a chance Let's go, ready or no Come on let's dance Gold from long ago Savoy-The home of sweet romance Savoy-It wins
: (with Uncle Festive) And now the purple dusk of twilight time Steals across the meadows of my heart High up in the sky the little stars climb Always
: (with Gerry Mulligan) One more time As we lie by the firelight Let me hold you Til you have to go away Don't let it end Let me pretend you'll stay
(with Full Swing) The night is glamorous The weekend is ahead of us And we're ready for it honey Big Fun And we're ready for it honey Big Fun Well
(with Tom Scott) See I flew in from the West Coast Just the other day. Yes, I flew in from the West Coast and we circled J.F.K. The movie ended and
Creole & the Coconuts) BARRY: Nobody knew who he really was But they called him Mambo when he played KID CREOLE: He became the King King of Latin Swing
Love slips away and we move on Night becomes the dawn Words tear us up just like a storm Now love is gone leaving us strangers The morning sky fills