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The Sound Of Music
I love the music playing in the ballroom
I dance alone, waiting for my boy
He sits alone, forced to listen, it's his doom
Feel so bad, he acting like my puppet, my toy
The sound of music, it's so great
But you don't really care for music, do you?
I dance alone while you paitently wait
For your hopeful leaving cue