Tiny dancer

(Elton John)


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Lyric:

Blue-jeaned baby, LA lady,
seamstress for the band.
Pretty-eyed, pirate smile,
you'll marry a music man.
Ballerina, you must have seen her
dancin' in the sand.
And now she's in me,
always with me,
tiny dancer in my hand.
Jesus freaks, out in the street,
handin' tickets out for God.
Turnin' back, she just laughs.
The boulevard is not that bad.
Piano man, he makes his stand
in the auditorium.
Lookin' on, she sings the songs,
the words she knows,
the tune she hums.
But oh, how I feel so real
lyin' 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-jeaned baby, LA lady,
seamstress for the band.
Pretty-eyed, pirate smile,
you'll marry a music man.
Ballerina, you must have seen her
dancin' in the sand.
And now she's in me,
always with me,
tiny dancer in my hand.
But oh, how I feel so real
lyin' 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."