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There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying

(sing along! join in! Anyone know how to play this thing? gestures to accordian in corner)

-Adam

With the slightest little effort
Of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men
give out a SHRIEK! *plink plink* <--those are the violin "plinks"

With a waaaaaave of my hand
and a well placed moooooooooan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet!

...

I sense there's something in the wind
That feels like tragedy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him,
Can't shake this feeling that I have...

The worst is just around the bend

And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think ...it's not to be

What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I'd like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud