Lyrics Swing Street - Steve Porcaro , Michael McDonald

Head strong, tail spinners
In the light of a thousand eyes
Lost loves, saintly sinners and an overdose of alibis
There's a room with a private number
Down on Swing Street

Fast toys, fast companions
On the night of a million sons
Lost boys, fly through the canyon
For some on again off again love

There's a name that they both go under
Down on Swing Street
Down on Swing Street
Down on Swing Street

After all
He knows that there's a part she's playing
He just plays along

Cold light, condescending in the heat of a hundred thrills
Hard times, happy endings and a pocket full of little blue pills

There's a man in a world of wonder
Down on Swing Street
Down on Swing Street
Down on Swing Street

After all
He knows that there's a part she's playing
He just plays along