Swing Street (feat. Michael McDonald)

Head strong, tail spinners In the light of a thousand eyes Lost loves, saintly sinners and an overdose of alibis There's a room with a private number Down on Swing Street Fast toys, fast companions On the night of a million sons Lost boys, fly through the canyon For some on again off again love There's a name that they both go under Down on Swing Street Down on Swing Street Down on Swing Street After all He knows that there's a part she's playing He just plays along Cold light, condescending in the heat of a hundred thrills Hard times, happy endings and a pocket full of little blue pills There's a man in a world of wonder Down on Swing Street Down on Swing Street Down on Swing Street After all He knows that there's a part she's playing He just plays along