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"I know these songs by heart," he declares, thumbing the pages and humming the melodies in which he hears the sounds of the family sing-a-longs of his youth, right down to his father's snoring in the background.
"I hate those songs," Kathy gripes, "There aren't any good ones. I like The Cowsills and Nineteen Ten Fruit Gum Cmpany."
"But if you learn to read music with these, you can learn to play any song you like," Floyd explains in a tone of maturity.
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