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Style--go ahead talking about style.
You can tell where a man gets his style just
     as you can tell where Pavlowa got her legs
     or Ty Cobb his batting eye.

     Go on talking.
Only don't take my style away.
          It's my face.
          Maybe no good
               but anyway, my face.
I talk with it, I sing with it, I see, taste and feel with it,
     I know why I want to keep it.

**** my style
               and you break Pavlowa's legs,
               and you blind Ty Cobb's batting eye.
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   Makenzie Scott and Emma Brigham
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