We’re the swing kings
Singing sweet nothings
That mean something
We got you thinking
Take us home to your dad
Wear our tunes like a fad
Raise your glass, just a tad
To a night you’ve never had
Sharper than a clock hand
Tighter than a wristband
Quicker than quicksand
Watch where you land
Do you think you can interpret
This Best Kept Secret?


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