The Music Box Dancer Dances So Sweet

I Wish I Could Dance Like Her That Would Be Neat

Flying Through The Air Wings On My Feet

If I Could Dance Like That

My Life Would Be So Complete

Dancing On Tippy-toes And Moving So High

Taking Ballerina Clothes And Moving My Strides

Wishing Everyone I Know Would Just Realize

I Want To Be A Ballerina

Wouldn't They Be Surprised



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There's A Music Box Dancer Dances Away

My Wish Would Be That Girl Grow Stonger Each Day

Suddenly Things Are Not As They Seem

My Brain Gets Topsy-turvey Then Off On Retreat

Moving Oh So Gracefully Spinning Around

Quantum Leaps And Pirouettes To Fire The Crowd

Other People Laugh Inspite Of That Crowd

Because They Know

I'm The Baddest Ballerina In Town



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