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 handJesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that badPiano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she humsBut oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowlyHold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day todayHold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day todayBlue 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 handBut oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowlyHold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day todayHold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today