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Blue jean baby, L.A. lady She was the seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, she'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand 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 sang the song The words she knows, the tune she hums But oh how it feels so real Lying here with no one near Only you & you can hear me When I sing softly, slowly Chorus Hold me closer tiny dancer, Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Songtexte Blue jean baby, L.A. lady She was a seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, hear she married a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her, she was dancing in the sand And now she's in me, always with me, Tiny dancer, in my hand Repeat chorus (2x) Aus Songtexte Mania