Dance of the Satyr

Deep in the woods lies a glade
 Green and bright, wonderful
 Gentle light bleaks through leaves
 Mellow shades mask a shape of a wild
 It's the dance of the satyr
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 It's the dance of the satyr
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 The dance of the satyr
 The dance of the satyr
 (This is the dance of the satyr)
 All around this fine glade
 Moves his hooves, shakes his horns
 To a tune of a flute
 Audibly only to creatures of other worlds
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 First move his hips
 Spins around, cross the glade
 Prance in rut, bounce in heat
 To the beat of the tune of a wild
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 It's the dance of the satyr
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 It's the dance of the satyr
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 The dance of the satyr
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 The dance of the satyr
 (This is the dance of the satyr, the dance of the satyr)