Tiny Dancer
The Dancehall Doctors Lyrics

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady
She's a woman from LA who wears blue jeans

She was the seamstress for the band
She was the one who sewed the clothes for the band

Pretty eyed, pirate smile
Her eyes are beautiful and she has a mischievous smile

She'll marry a music man
She'll end up marrying someone who works in music

Ballerina, you must have seen
She's a dancer who performs ballet, and you've probably seen her before

Her dancing in the sand
She dances on the beach in the sand

And now she's in me
He can't stop thinking about her

Always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
He feels like he's holding a miniature version of her in his hand at all times

Jesus freaks out in the street
People who are really into religion are acting crazy in public

Handing tickets out for God
They're trying to get people to come to church with them

Turning back she just laughs
When the woman sees this happening, she just laughs

The boulevard is not that bad
She thinks the street they're on isn't as dangerous as people make it out to be

Piano man he makes his stand
A man is playing the piano and performing for people

In the auditorium
This is happening in a big room where lots of people are listening to the music

Looking on she sings the songs
The woman is watching the performance and singing along with the songs she knows

The words she knows, the tune she hums
She only sings and hums the parts she knows

But oh how it feels so real
Being close to her feels like a dream come true

Lying here with no one near
He's alone and thinking about her

Only you and you can hear me
He's talking to her, but nobody else can hear him

When I say softly, slowly
He's talking in a quiet, slow voice

Hold me closer tiny dancer
He wants her to hold him close

Count the headlights on the highway
They're counting the number of cars that pass by on the highway

Lay me down in sheets of linen
He wants to lie down on clean, white sheets

You had a busy day today
He acknowledges that she had a long day