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1 With just my Few Words, Her Ears Extend. Grabbed The Pen Start Dancing with Me! 2 Every Turn We Made, Cole Melodies Blown in Air. Across Double Reeds. 3 Smoke from Paper Sparks! Connecting Us, Too Third Line Electricity! 4 Touched on my Write Hand. She asks in Soft Spoken Words, Come Dance with Me-e.