Little Swing

Her knees, feet and elbow-work their thing into a mamba
The scene starts to crumble to the sound of the drums
Oh boy, there ain't no need to buy that diamond ring
It ain't no big thing, just show her a little swing

No care about the bling-bling bro, there ain't nothing to do
Oh, man soon it's over, and you'll sing the walking blues
So boy, there ain't no need to buy that diamond ring
It ain't no big thing, just show her a little swing

When you're up, when you're down
And there ain't no love around
There's a place, for you my friend
There's a way, for you my friend
Just show her some swing

It ain't no big thing, just show her a little swing

I'm gonna look for a new job



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Turner, Carl Bjorsell, Aron Ekberg, Cormac O Halloran, Julimar Santos
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