I live in a state of swing
It's better than a state of hate
You're on my party, it won't cost a thing
I know we can pull this off
We got one thing in common
That we can't get enough of
You start livin' in a state of love
It's so easy then to take your gloves off
Red, black, red , black, red, black, black, black,
black, black, black, black, black
Red, red, black, red, black, black, black
How much more stuff do you need?
Oh yeah, it's like a wonderful town
I don't need those divisions
that are bringing this down
All that stuff that seals your fate
Locks you in a box until you can't get out
Come on, live in that swing state
Swing those hips, girl, that's right,
Well, how much stuff do you need?
Baby, we can stand together
Dance and dance apart and
Don't dance around the subject,
the subject's not important
Cause we're traveling on the same ride
It's not the same creed, it's
That brings it all together
how much stuff do you need?
Well, how much stuff do you
I live in a state of swing
It's better than a state of hate
Join my party and walk off the thing
Sometimes you gotta lose your anger
Most of the time they judge
Swing state, d- d- d- d- d
Swing state, d- d- d- d- d
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