A group of people gathered, singing. Someone started beating a drum, and others clapped along to the rhythm. The sound traveled so far that it made even Leech stop in his tracks out of curiosity.
"To the music, I stagger and sway."
The singer was Big Beard.
"My hand upon her foot, she said to me, 'Young man, you're too low.'"
The people nearby seemed to know the song and sang along: "Stagger and sway."
Big Beard continued to sing: "My hand upon her knee, she said to me, 'Young man, you can be a little freer.'"
The crowd: "Stagger and sway."
"My arm wrapped 'round her waist, she said to me, 'Young man, you're too hasty.'"
The crowd: "Stagger and sway."
"My hand caressed her thigh, she said to me, 'You're doing very well.'"
The crowd: "Stagger and sway."
"My hand I placed upon her rump, she said to me, 'Let's go lie down on the lawn.'"
Everyone together: "Haha, let's all stagger and sway!"
