Aronchupa & Little Sis Nora – Little Swing: Lyrics and Music Video
Little Swing Lyrics
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
(i’m gonna look for a new job)
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)
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