Blue jean baby, Jesus freaks Piano man But oh how it feels so real Hold me closer tiny dancer Hold me closer tiny dancer
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
out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows,
the tune she hums
Lying here with no one near
Only you
and you can't hear me
When I say softly,
slowly
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
