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Music Box Song I Saw Mommy Kissing SANTA CLAUS

18 Note Music Box Songs

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  • Description
    • Brand Name:FemelodyCategory:Classic songs
      Model Number:FEMBD18Available Melody:Music Box Dancer The
      Material:Zinc-alloyCustomized Music:Available
      Application:18 note music movementPrice:$1~399/pcs
      Unit Size:50.5*44.5*27mm Feature:Wind up
      Unit Weight:50gLead Time:3 weeks after we received the payment
      Play Power:Mainspring Sample Order:Available
      Packaging:25pcs/base,400pcs/cartonPlace of Origin:Ningbo,China
      MOQ:400pcs/tuneDeparture Port:Ningbo,Shanghai
      Music Duration:One tune of about 13~20 seconds,3 minutes power reservePayment:T/T 100% payment in advance,Paypal

  • Lyrics
    • You walk in the room and you're wearing a frownYou reach for the shelf and cradle it downThe Music Box Dancer, what does it proveOnly that you need to see a statue that movesA tutu of satin, bordered with laceSlender lines, agile legs, a wonderland faceHer beauty is balanced, an immovable poseEternally destined to remain on her toes
      Music Box Dancer, she is only a toyProject upon her your dreams of wanting life's joyShe's perched on her stand, and never will partA final gaze upon her, now the music will start
      You wind the doll up, it's nostalgic becauseYou've been here before, so give one final pauseTo dream of the future, to reflect on the pastMusic Box Dancer start your whirling at last
      The room fills with music, such a cute songWatching her go 'round and 'round, she's where she belongsBring joy to the watchers, spreading a glowWhenever wound up, she'll put on a good show
      Music Box Dancer, do you think or believeShe could step off her box if she wanted to leaveSo easy it is, twirl around with such graceStaying in her circle, she remains in one place
      Such a brief moment, a small time to spendThe dancing will slow soon, the music will endIn real life we're plastic, nature's unfairHow can we breathe life, how can we shareThe knowledge and insights hidden in tombsWe're all Music Box Dancers all alone in our roomsWe sit on our shelves where objects resideWe don't allow the music to get right inside
      Music Box Dancer's now completely aloneNo winder or no listener, because nobody's homeHow long before someone will re-wind the spring?The room will now be witness; and silence can't sing

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