Remember those nights
at the Cotton Club?
Where we danced all night
Till the break of dawn?
Remember those nights
at the Cotton Club?
When we swing, we jived
Away from our troubles
Stamping our feet
On our misery?
Remember those nights
at the Cotton Club?
Where the dance floor bound us
Our limbs tightly wound together
As we moved to the same beat
Those nights are no more
Swallowed by the passing time
But the memory of it lives on
At the back of our mind
Like a revered shrine
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