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Tiny Dancer
Ben Folds
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
Pretty eyes, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hands
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
Only you and you can hear me
Lying here with no one near
Count the headlights on the highway
When I say softly, slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Lying here with no one near
But oh how it feels so real
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
When I say softly, slowly
Only you and you can hear me
Count the headlights on the highway
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
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