The sun shines on his face
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And his smile lights the moon
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He laughs in every key
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But never sings in tune
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Oh, but I don¡¯t really mind his ways
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He is the music in me that plays
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His touch can light a spark
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There¡¯s a fire in his eyes
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I think that heaven sent
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A devil in disguise
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Oh, he keeps it lively through the days
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He is the music in me that plays
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Sing your crazy song and knock me off my feet
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Serenading troubadour, stroll along my moonlit shore
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Never heard a sound so sweet
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His love for me is blind
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Yet he sees all he can
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I¡¯m hopelessly inclined
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To never leave this man
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Oh, with him the magic always stays
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He is the music in me that plays
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Sing your crazy song and knock me off my feet
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Serenading troubadour, stroll along my moonlit shore
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Never heard a sound so sweet
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His love for me is blind
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Yet he sees all he can
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I¡¯m hopelessly inclined
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To never leave this man
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Oh, with him the magic always stays
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He is the music in me that plays
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The Music In Me That Plays
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| Stevie Holland |
