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Sultans Of Swing 
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You get a shiver in the dark
It's in the park, but meantime
South of the river you stop and you everything
A band is four time
You feel alright when you hear that music ring
now you but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
Ah but the horns, they blowin' that sound
Way on down south
Way on down south, London town
out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
Mind he's rhythm, he doesn't want to it cry or sing
Yes and an old is all he can afford
he gets up the lights to play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's alright
He can play the honky tonk like anything
Saving it up for Friday night
With the Sultans
We're the Sultans of Swing
Then a crowd of boys, they're around in the corner
and dressed in best brown baggies and their platform soles
don't a damn any playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
Then the Sultans
Yeah, the played creole
Creole
And the man, he steps right up to the microphone
And says at just as the time bell rings
Goodnight, now it's time to go home
Then he makes it fast with one thing
We are the Sultans
We are the Sultans of Swing
It's in the park, but meantime
South of the river you stop and you everything
A band is four time
You feel alright when you hear that music ring
now you but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
Ah but the horns, they blowin' that sound
Way on down south
Way on down south, London town
out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
Mind he's rhythm, he doesn't want to it cry or sing
Yes and an old is all he can afford
he gets up the lights to play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's alright
He can play the honky tonk like anything
Saving it up for Friday night
With the Sultans
We're the Sultans of Swing
Then a crowd of boys, they're around in the corner
and dressed in best brown baggies and their platform soles
don't a damn any playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
Then the Sultans
Yeah, the played creole
Creole
And the man, he steps right up to the microphone
And says at just as the time bell rings
Goodnight, now it's time to go home
Then he makes it fast with one thing
We are the Sultans
We are the Sultans of Swing
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