Being fidel to the fiddle.
Dance, dance my heart petite
To the tunes of the jolly guitar
Dance all your pleasures away
And send them a-whirling afar
How come you're smiling still
After bidding them "so long"?
Wait, do I see the fellas again -
They're bringing The bliss along!
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