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
Now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks, out in the street, handing out tickets 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
Lying here, with no one near
Where only you, and you can hear me
When I say, "Softly "
"Slowly "
"Hold me closer Tiny Dancer"
"Count the headlights on the highway"
"Lay me down in sheets of linen"
"You had a busy day today"
Repeat Chorus x2