You can swipe right and left too!
Do it on the dedicated grey bar.

Tall, lanky, dressed in a black suit, white shirt, leather tie, slicked-back hair, sunglasses when needed, perpetually with a cigarette in hand, the prototype of the metropolitan poet. But this label has always made me wrinkle my nose, there's much more here than a ghettoizing classification. more
Track 09 - Let's Do It