[Verse 1]

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady

Seamstress for the band

Pretty-eyed, pirate smile

You'll marry a music man

Ballerina, you must've seen her

Dancing in the sand

And now she's in me, always with me

Tiny dancer in my hand

[Verse 2]

Jesus freaks out in the street

Handing tickets out 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

[Pre-Chorus]

It's all so pointless, hah

It's not tho is it, because

It's really real (But, oh, how it feels so real)

And when you feel it (Lying here with no one near)

You can really feel it

So grab somebody that you love

Grab anyone that needs to hear it (Only you, and you can hear me)

And shake them by the shoulders softly

Scream in their face so slowly

There's no way they could possibly miss it (When I say softly, slowly)

[Chorus]

Hold me closer, tiny dancer (Give me some of that good stuff)

Count the headlights on the highway (Yeah some of that human spirit)

Lay me down in sheets of linen (Cut it with 100% endurance)

You had a busy day today (I'm working overtime)

Hold me closer, tiny dancer (Hold me closer)

Count the headlights on the highway (Two, three, four, five)

Lay me down in sheets of linen (I'm all yours)

You had a busy day today (I'm working overtime)

Hold me closer (Count the headlights)

Count the headlights

Tiny dancer (On the highway)

On the highway

Hold me closer

Lay me down in sheets of linen (Lay me down in sheets of linen)

Tiny dancer