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Everybody talking |
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talking pretty hard |
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everybody talking |
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'bout singing from the heart |
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if you want my opinion |
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it doesn't mean a thing |
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if you havn't got that |
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ability to swing |
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yeah, the ability to swing. |
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everybody thinking |
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thinking pretty hard |
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everybody thinking |
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'bout singin' from the heart |
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so listen up already |
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I'm sayin' it again |
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if you havn't got that |
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ability to swing |
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ah, the ability to swing. |
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dreams, take 'em away |
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go it alone, honey Rome wasn't built in a day |
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but now it's a ruin, the joke has worn thin |
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and it isn't cool to abuse the ability to swing. |
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everybody working |
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working pretty hard |
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everybody working |
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at singing from the heart |
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if you want my opinion |
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it isn't worth a bean |
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if you you ain't in posession |
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of the ability to swing, |
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friends, send them away |
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go it alone, honey Rome wasn't built in a day |
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now it's a ruin, the joke has worn thin |
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and it isn't cool to abuse the ability to swing. |
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but each beat send me deeper under |
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each beat send me more to sleep |
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heart melts ice and heart spells danger |
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don't hold your breath boy |
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'cause it don't come cheap. |
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everybody looking |
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looking pretty hard |
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everybody searching |
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for a meaning in my art |
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I'll level with you bucko |
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it isn't worth a bean |
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if you ain't in posession |
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of the ability to swing |
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the ability to swing |
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mmm, the ability to swing. |
