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Each of these ends in a kettle full of precious metal and the double variety is quite awesome
I love to dance and twist and prance. I shake my tail, as away I sail. Wingless I fly into the sky.
Beautiful girls strut and sexy men 'do their little turn' on this.
What has a head, a tail, is brown, and has no legs?
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
It can be cracked, It can be made, It can be told, it can be played. What is it?