That Nasty Swing Songtext
von John Hammond

Sweet little mama, come along, why don′t you swing that thing?
Lordy, Lordy, oh my Lord, do that nasty swing
I know you can, 'cause I′m a nasty man

Did you mean it when you told me you had the nasty swing?
Something tells me, sweet little gal, you've got everything
Wind my motor, honey; I've got a double spring
Place a needle in that hole and do that nasty swing


My gal drives a Packard car; she bought me a diamond ring
She showed me how to do that thing they call the nasty swing
She′s my pal, my little nasty gal

Did you mean it when you told me you had the nasty swing?
Something tells me, sweet little gal, you′ve got everything
Wind my motor, honey; I've got a double spring
Place a needle in that hole and do that nasty swing

Did you mean it when you told me you had the nasty swing?
Something tells me, sweet little gal, you′ve got everything
Wind my motor, honey; I've got a double spring
Place a needle in that hole and do that nasty swing