When you hear the beat
That song stuck in your head
You forget all of your troubles
And into another world your led
There you can swim with the fish
Or walk along the moon
You've got no worries
When you hear the special tunes
If dancing's your thing
Or maybe you like to sing
Whatever gets you going
When you head the ting-a-ling
Music gives you wings
It lets your soar far away
Leaving all your worries
Making everything ok
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