The blue jean baby, L.A. Lady, a seamstress for the band
The 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, a tiny dancer in my hand
The Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back, but she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
And looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
It's all so pointless
Ha, it's not though, is it? (Because)
It's really real and when you feel it (oh, how it feels so real)
You can really feel it (lying here with no one near)
So grab somebody that you love (only you)
Grab anyone who needs to hear it (and you can hear me)
Just shake 'em by the shoulders softly (when I say)
Scream in their face so slowly (softly, slowly)
There's no way they can possibly miss it (woo)
Hold me closer tiny dancer
(Gimme some of that good stuff)
Count the headlights on the highway
(Yeah, some of that human spirit)
Lay me down in sheets of linen
(And cut it with a hundred percent enjoyment)
You had a busy day today
(I'm working overtime)
Well, hold me closer tiny dancer
(Hold me closer)
We'll count the headlights on the highway
(Two, three, four, five)
And lay me down in sheets of linen
(I'm all yours)
You had a busy day today
(I'm working overtime)
Well, hold me closer
(Count the headlights) count the headlights
Oh, tiny dancer
(On the highway) on the highway
Well, hold me closer
Lay me down in sheets of linen
Oh, tiny dancer
Yard Act - Tiny Dancer Lyrics
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The blue jean baby, L.A. Lady, a seamstress for the band
The 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, a tiny dancer in my hand
The Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back, but she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
And looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
It's all so pointless
Ha, it's not though, is it? (Because)
It's really real and when you feel it (oh, how it feels so real)
You can really feel it (lying here with no one near)
So grab somebody that you love (only you)
Grab anyone who needs to hear it (and you can hear me)
Just shake 'em by the shoulders softly (when I say)
Scream in their face so slowly (softly, slowly)
There's no way they can possibly miss it (woo)
Hold me closer tiny dancer
(Gimme some of that good stuff)
Count the headlights on the highway
(Yeah, some of that human spirit)
Lay me down in sheets of linen
(And cut it with a hundred percent enjoyment)
You had a busy day today
(I'm working overtime)
Well, hold me closer tiny dancer
(Hold me closer)
We'll count the headlights on the highway
(Two, three, four, five)
And lay me down in sheets of linen
(I'm all yours)
You had a busy day today
(I'm working overtime)
Well, hold me closer
(Count the headlights) count the headlights
Oh, tiny dancer
(On the highway) on the highway
Well, hold me closer
Lay me down in sheets of linen
Oh, tiny dancer
The 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, a tiny dancer in my hand
The Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back, but she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
And looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
It's all so pointless
Ha, it's not though, is it? (Because)
It's really real and when you feel it (oh, how it feels so real)
You can really feel it (lying here with no one near)
So grab somebody that you love (only you)
Grab anyone who needs to hear it (and you can hear me)
Just shake 'em by the shoulders softly (when I say)
Scream in their face so slowly (softly, slowly)
There's no way they can possibly miss it (woo)
Hold me closer tiny dancer
(Gimme some of that good stuff)
Count the headlights on the highway
(Yeah, some of that human spirit)
Lay me down in sheets of linen
(And cut it with a hundred percent enjoyment)
You had a busy day today
(I'm working overtime)
Well, hold me closer tiny dancer
(Hold me closer)
We'll count the headlights on the highway
(Two, three, four, five)
And lay me down in sheets of linen
(I'm all yours)
You had a busy day today
(I'm working overtime)
Well, hold me closer
(Count the headlights) count the headlights
Oh, tiny dancer
(On the highway) on the highway
Well, hold me closer
Lay me down in sheets of linen
Oh, tiny dancer
Writer: Bernie Taupin, Elton John
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group