two hand on sex of hours the swing of young time rolling over to a sore morning humming the beat of fists the smell of bad liquor spoils the sheets Chorus:
baby swing swing baby sing another day another night alone again if you sing baby swing swing baby sing I'll never have to cry you asleep again
2nd Verse:
empty ballroom bruises one last ruined drink all the seats and mugs on the floor oh, the ghost bands song charming on as dancers float up to the light