Musical Bodies

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Can you name the musical based on the lyric mentioning a body part?

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Once again I'm a little depressed by the tired old face I see
Hold my hand and we're half way there
So take that look off your face
When I see someone rich both my thumbs start to itch
That's just the chip on my shoulder
When the sky is golden red take me in your arms to bed
I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down
Take my hand on bended knee, bended knee
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
The withered leaves collect at my feet
In her eyes, in her voice, in the heat that filled the air
And I find I can't hide from your eyes
There's a chill in the air and there's ice in my veins
Hands touch, eyes meet, sudden silence, sudden heat
Played with his flag and tapped his fingers then took a walk
Music from those hands could catch you like a spell
No more lips, no more tongue, no more ears, no more eyes
He said me eyes were deep blue pools, me skin as soft as snow
He has magic fingers, he has magic hands
Look with your heart and not with your eyes
So find her and bring her to heel
This face, which earned a mother's fear and loathing
LyricMusicalSong
I close my eyes and I see him there
Hear the beat of dancing feet
A hand above the water, an angel reaching for the sky
You know nothing of maddness, 'til you are climbing her hair
I got my ears, I got my eyes
I got lost in his arms but look what I have found
And in my sister's eyes I recognise the star I want to be
So I put on her shoes and tights and all but the foot's too small
The pavement always stayed beneath my feet before
The waters drag me down, I reach for your hand
Hands and faces, earth and sky
Shall we still be together with our arms around eachother?
I'd turn my head, I'd back away
To see moments of enchantment on our faces
What is the good of the strongest heart?
Without him I feel his arms around me
Face it brother, we're joined at the hip
Asleep you can't lift a finger
I feel your fingers cold on my shoulder
When the cat has got your tongue there's no need for dismay
There's powder upon your vest my Lord and stubble upon your cheek
The rats on the street haul tins around my feet

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