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play me
your sweet piano fingers
let my hands look like keys
my skin -- the strings
press one down, two down
make a song
i shall sing
stretched out on my back
fingers on the edge
every note a new exploit
you will play the night

music will flow into you
out of me
your genius in a score

press all my fingers down
grab my hands and pull me
standing ovation and they love you
your fingers are my remedy
sweet, sweet piano fingers
play me like the keys