Chuck will be reenacting the musical box..
Play me my song.Here it comes again.Play me my song.Here it comes again.Old King Cole was a merry old soul,And a merry old soul was he.So he called for his pipe,And he called for his bowl,And he called for his fiddlers three.But the clock, tick-tock,On the mantlepiece -And I want, and I feel, and I know, and I touch,Her warmth...She's a lady, she's got time,Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face.She's a lady, she is mine.Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh.I've been waiting here for so longAnd all this time has passed me byIt doesn't seem to matter nowYou stand there with your fixed expressionCasting doubt on all I have to say.Why don't you touch me, touch me,Why don't you touch me, touch me,Touch me now, now, now, now, now...
https://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=YP0hRFWzBys