Now you say you're lonely
You cry the whole night through
Well,
The wind softly drifting along
The Caribbean sunrise
As the day
If your pad is a wax museum
Be a swinger if
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I, Swinger
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The wind softly drifting along
The Caribbean sunrise
As the day goes by things get slowerand more amusing
Until, finally, in a sudden splash
Of glory
The night begins again
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
The crickets begin with anxiety
Muffled by darkness
Ancient rites of voodoo are brought to mind
In jungles, all things appear to be just what they are
The spirit that lies within
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
Ahhhh...
The Caribbean sunrise
As the day goes by things get slowerand more amusing
Until, finally, in a sudden splash
Of glory
The night begins again
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
The crickets begin with anxiety
Muffled by darkness
Ancient rites of voodoo are brought to mind
In jungles, all things appear to be just what they are
The spirit that lies within
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
Ahhhh...
The wind softly drifting along
The Caribbean sunrise
As the day goes by things get slowerand more amusing
Until, finally, in a sudden splash
Of glory
The night begins again
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
The crickets begin with anxiety
Muffled by darkness
Ancient rites of voodoo are brought to mind
In jungles, all things appear to be just what they are
The spirit that lies within
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
Ahhhh...
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