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My Old Piano
by Diana Ross



Love is called
My old piano
I have a ball
With my old piano

My baby entertains
The real life of my parties
But still retains
In all the dignity
His international style
Exudes an air of royalties
His eighty eight key smile
Is so pleasant to see

Love is called
My old piano
I have a ball
With my old piano

[Chorus]
My old keyboard
Won't stand for a corner
He demands the middle of the room
Your heart dissolves
While he tips you so gracefully
Till you're involved
In a baby grand affair

Love is called
My old piano
I have a ball
With my old piano

He entertains
The real life of my parties
But still retains
In all the dignity
His international style
Exudes an air of royalties
His eighty eight key smile
Is so pleasant to see

[Chorus]

Love is called
My old piano
I have a ball
With my old piano
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written by EDWARDS, BERNARD/RODGERS, NILE
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC