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Whiskey glasses clinking loud Dancing moves that make me proud Smoke-filled rooms in a crowded crowd Hear the music shake the ground [Verse 3] Double bass slapping strings pure fire Horns are screaming taking us higher Keys are flashing setting the pyre Swinging hips never do tire [Chorus] Jazzy thunder lightning shakes the floor Rockabilly heart always wanting more Big band dreams behind every door Swinging madness it’s a roaring encore
A vibrant celebration unfolds with clinking glasses and lively dance moves. The energy builds as music reverberates, featuring powerful instruments that ignite the crowd in a euphoric swing.
