Lyrics:
Swing Piano

hop) (Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!) (This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop) (Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!) (Pusha T) As 'Ye flips the piano The mood swings

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harm But I see through the dim lights a tear in your eye could it mean you've lost your love So let's dance dance our trouble away while the band plays we'll swing

outta the box would errbody be on my or will i stop say hello to my lil friend, hey styles change up like lil kim face i let my heat swing t-pain so

on the dance floor if you wanna Get down That, that bust gats Better let 'em in 'fore they rush that 'cuz they wanna Get down Blick, piano sick Get

i saw the kool and the gang show. I always wanted to get into a band To sing my songs, and then become a bad piano playing man So here i am, in this

swinging Hollywood, Hollywood, Hollywood, now swinging Hollywood, Hollywood, Hollywood, now swinging Hollywood, Hollywood, Hollywood, now swinging Hollywood is swinging down Hollywood is swinging down Hollywood is swinging

foolish things remind me of you A tinkling piano in the next apartment Those stumblin' words that told you what my heart meant A fairground's painted swings

... I don't want the piano in here Ernie. ...well Sure, Bert, what's a sing-along without a piano? [starts to play piano] It's ME, that's what it is...