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Indie-est: Kanye meets Lindy
West I'm OFF twitter, i been depressed!
I catch more rec than recompense
Now, watch me blow this cheque on rent
Check on sensitive
on the moon.
Lindy-hop and jitter bug
and a little east coast swing
soon tired out the courtyarders
but Patrick kept dan-cing
So they ran around in circles
Run
That Jazz!
Velma:
Come on babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you lucky Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
you ain't got the answers son
That shit right there will just throw you off
Invested in web cartridges just to show off
And now I'm swinging like Lindy
And all that jazz
Oh, right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I betcha Lucky Lindy
Johnson Flood Mississippi
Mud Black Bottom I got 'em
Lindy Hop Chop chop chop
Ch-ch-ch Charlotte Russe Turn on the juice
Hep Hep there goes
Pokonuję schody, a wy szukacie windy
Rób w to co wierzysz, reklama Lindy
Prawda jest taka, że przeszkadzają pindy
Jesteście jednakowi, ja jestem ponad wami
SKYSCRAPER
(Kerli Köiv, Lindy Robbins, Toby Gad)
Skies are crying
I am watching
Catching tear drops in my hands
Only silence
As it's ending
Like we
settle for heavy metal
I can dig it in small amounts
But it's time to get back to Ballin' the Jack.
We're gonna shindy to the Lindy and the Jersey Bounce!
swing time
Swing time baby
Swing time baby, come and swing along with me
They did the Lindy and the Jitterbug too
Pretty soon he saw there wasn't nothing
Wyrwałem za dwie skrzynki łychy od Bogusia Lindy
Wisiał jakiś transport typom z Ukrainy
A dziewczyny przywożą koks mi tam
A potem mówią do mnie „oh" i „ah"
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I betcha lucky Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause
"What's A Girl Got To Do"
(Marsha Malamet/Lindy Robbins/Ellen Shipley)
adaptation française Philippe Swan
On se dit tout de nos rêves fous
On en
The phone rang
It was Lindy Loo
She said are you alone
I said `umm waiting for you
Cause my momma was away
And my poppa was away
And the house could
"Beautiful Messed Up World"
(Jess Cates/Robert Palmer/Lindy Robbins)
adaptation française Marjorie Parascandola
Sans un bruit ni même un seul cri
A 20th-century sprite stalking the moors with greasy jeans
I don't wanna see your Lindy Hop
All across these blood-slicked eaves
We're here to finger God
With
other
And do a little Lindy hop
What is the sense in hating
Hating's such a crime
Let's just come together
In a waltzing time
We can wreak freakin'
brother right
With clouds beneath us
And our engines all aflame
Darling, let's make love on this
Oh Lindy hopped straight to gay Paris
In thirty
black bottom, vintage
High-heeled boots, and they sippin'
Two dollar Cabernet, juke joint spinnin'
Late night nigger cabaret, never-endin'
Lindy
[TB:]
But this little piggie was a booglie wooglie piggie
And he...
[ALL: ]
...did the Lindy all the way home!
[MOD:]
Oink, oink!
[TB:]
Johnson Flood Mississippi
Mud Black Bottom I got 'em
Lindy Hop Chop chop chop
Ch-ch-ch Charlotte Russe Turn on the juice
Hep Hep there goes
that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I betcha lucky
Lindy never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
To all
The phone rang
It was Lindy Loo
She said are you alone
I said 'umm waiting for you
Chorus. Cause my momma was away
And my poppa was away
to the rock 'n' roll
We're gonna even do the stroll
We're gonna Lindy Hop and Suzy Q
It's a special party just for you
My, my-oh-mine, gee you're so fine
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