My old piano lyrics
by Diana Ross
Love is called my old piano
I have a ball with my old piano
My baby entertains and we're the life of my parties
But still retains in all the dignity
It's international style exudes an air of royalty
It's eighty-eight key smile is so pleasant to see
Love is called my old piano
I have a ball with my old piano
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 magic grand affair
Love is called my old piano
I have a ball with my old piano
Love is called my old piano
I have a ball with my old piano
My baby entertains and we're the life of my parties
But still retains in all the dignity
It's international style exudes an air of royalty
It's eighty-eight key smile is so pleasant to see
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 magic grand affair
Love is called my old piano
I have a ball with my old piano
Love is called my old piano
I have a ball with my old piano
Corrected by Mark Coutinho.
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