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Barry Manilow 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

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

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

& 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

: (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

: (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 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

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