She makes me feel week in my knees
She makes my troubles melt away
Like a piper she plays my tune
Golden melodies to my inner soul.
Gently and gracefully she plays my strings
She makes me move to her every tune
She knows she's got a hold of me
I can see it in her eyes,
I can see it in her smile.
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