6 Count Swing

My dear I gotta tell ya something while I'm on my feet
 I soaked myself in gin tonight I can't be discreet
 Lucky Lucy's on the floor she won't get up till dawn
 The jukebox is running low, I guess I better get home
 Oh
 Well, I guess I'll tell ya baby, there's a prize for every fight
 The train is leavin' right on time, the city with no lights
 It seems to me they got ya babe, you bat your eyes so well
 Your crimes don't feel so bad, when you're on that trail
 Oh
 Well I see the way you wanna be, your subtleties a case
 Parade yourself around like a drink, like a waste
 The wolves out there will eat you up, ya better go on home
 'Cause you'll invest in something baby, that ya can't return
 Oh
 Well now, can't ya see we gotta go down town
 Gotta buy ya diamond rings and a silk black gown
 It's never too late to twirl around in that dress
 We do the lindy hop - the jitterbug - confess to impress
 I see the way you're lookin' at me, what do I do?
 I feel the stomp of your heels
 It's time to disperse for cocktail hour
 Cranberry and club
 Well it don't matter
 I see the way ya wanna go in this world
 The time it don't matter staying young is getting old
 Shut the suicide doors, don't ya dare look back
 Well we're leavin' today, say goodbye to fat jack
 I see the way that your are
 Never knowin' your next move
 So let's pave the way
 For unpredictable dismay
 Do ya understand me darlin'
 I never see us fallin'
 So lets keep on dancin'
 The six count swing