Swing, Party & Dance: Good Times Need No Alibi 🥂 (1920s Party Vibes) | Electro Swing Throwback

Welcome to the roaring 20s... of the future! 🎷💃 "Twists & Turns" is your VIP ticket to a journey where the glamour of the Charleston crashes into the bass of Modern House.

This Electro Swing album is designed to lift your spirits, whether you need upbeat background music to focus, energy for a workout 🏋️‍♂️, or the perfect soundtrack for your next Great Gatsby themed party 🍸. From the elegance of "Curtain Up" to the final farewell, get ready for a dose of vintage energy with a touch of modern irony.

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👇 Lyrics:

Alright…
No explanations tonight.

I don’t owe the night a reason,
don’t keep joy in special seasons.
If it feels right where I stand,
that’s as much as I’ve got planned.

Every smile isn’t a crime,
every laugh don’t steal my time.
If I’m glowing, let it be,
I don’t need a referee.

I’ve been taught to cross-check fun,
measure pleasure when it’s done.
But I’m done with keeping score
on the things I feel for sure.

“That’s right…”

Good times need no alibi,
don’t explain them, don’t deny.
If the moment wants to stay,
let it have the right of way.

Good times need no alibi,
no defense, no closing line.
If I’m smiling, let it stand—
that’s the truth I’m willing to sign.

I’ve apologized for light,
for being up on heavy nights.
For not sinking when I could,
for feeling better than I should.

If there’s guilt behind the grin,
I won’t let it in again.
I’ve tried shame, it bored me stiff,
joy’s a better counterfeit.

I don’t fake it, I decide,
what I keep and what I slide.
If the doubt comes knocking late,
I’ll be dancing anyway.

“No case…”

Good times need no alibi,
no appeal, no compromise.
If it lifts me off the ground,
that’s the verdict I’ve found.

Good times need no alibi,
no confession, no disguise.
Let the joy be loud and clear—
I was present, I was here.

Funny how we learn to question
every moment that feels kind.
As if happiness must answer
to a courtroom in the mind.

“No excuses…”
“Let it swing…”
“That’s enough…”

Good times need no alibi,
no footnotes, no defense.
If it gave me room to breathe,
that’s a solid evidence.

Good times need no alibi,
I won’t doubt them when they land.
If the joy felt real to me,
that’s the case I understand.

“No alibi…”

Case closed.
Dance floor adjourned.











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