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Daddy always thought That he married beneath him That's what he said When he proposed He informed my mother He was probably her very last chance And though she was twenty-two She merried him Life with my dad wasn't very a picnic More like a "comes you are" When I was five I remember my mother dug earrings out of the car I knew that They weren't hers But it was something you'd want to discuss He wasn't warm Well, not to her Well, not to us But everything was beautiful at the ballet Graceful man lift lovely girls in white Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet I was happy ... at the ballet That's when I started ballet class! Up a steep and very narrow stairway To the voice like a metronome Up a steep and very narrow stairway It wasn't paradise x3 But it was home SongtexteMother always said i'd be very attractive When I grow up "Different" she said "With a special something and a very very personal flair" And though I was eight or nine I heted her Now different is nice but it sure isn't pretty Pretty is what it's about I never met anyone who was different Who couldn't figure that out So beautiful I'd never lived to see But it was clear If not to her Well, then to me That everyone is beautiful at the ballet Every prince has got to have is swan Yes, everyone is beautiful at The ballet I was pretty at the ballet ... I was borne to save their marriage but when my father came to pick my mother up at the hospital he said "well, I thought this was going to help but I guess not" A few months later he left and he never came back Anyway, I had this fantasticfl fantasy life I used to dance around the living room with my arms up like this And in my fantasy there was an indian chief and he would say to me "Izzie do you wanna dance?" And I would say "Daddy I would love to dance" But it was clear when he proposed That I was born to help their marriage and when That's what she said That's what he said I used to dance around the living room He wasn't warm Not to her It was an indian chief and he'd said "Izzie do you wanna dance?" And I said "Daddy I would love to.." Everything was beautiful at The ballet Raise your arms and someone's always there Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet The ballet x2 Yes everthing was beautiful at the ballet I was pretty I was happy I would love to At the ballet. (Grazie a Aurora per questo testo) Aus Songtexte Mania