TINY DANCER

The Weekend Post - - News -

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seam­stress for the band Pretty eyed, pi­rate smile, you’ll marry a mu­sic man Bal­le­rina, you must have seen her danc­ing in the sand And now she’s in me, al­ways with me, tiny dancer in my hand Je­sus freaks out in the street Hand­ing tick­ets out for God Turn­ing back she just laughs The boule­vard is not that bad Pi­ano man he makes his stand In the au­di­to­rium Look­ing on she sings the songs The words she knows, the tune she hums But oh how it feels so real Ly­ing here with no one near Only you and you can hear me When I say softly, slowly Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the head­lights on the high­way Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the head­lights on the high­way Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seam­stress for the band Pretty eyed, pi­rate smile, you’ll marry a mu­sic man Bal­le­rina, you must have seen her danc­ing in the sand And now she’s in me, al­ways with me, tiny dancer in my hand But oh how it feels so real Ly­ing here with no one near Only you and you can hear me When I say softly, slowly Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the head­lights on the high­way Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the head­lights on the high­way Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today

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