she's a ballerina
she rises with the sun
puts her leotard on
does her exercise
her mama waits outside
smoking cigarettes in
the car
and wishing on a star
and concocting alibis
me I drift by
a cop casts suspicious eyes
but I'm only thinking of
a blond ballerina age nine
and I am her daddy
and I'm a cold hearted man
all my friends are behind
closed doors
and I watch the little girls
dancing across the floor
and I'm thinking
this time
maybe I ain't that young
anymore
the wind from the freeway
is blowing her hair
she ties it back with a string
the hot desert sun comes down like a
brick
she rubs a little lotion in
a truck flew by
the driver gave a sexy eye
but she didn't notice
she was only thinking about a blond
ballerina age nine
and I am her daddy
and I'm a cold hearted man
all my friends are behind closed
doors
and I watch the little girls
as they traverse the floor
and I'm thinking this time
maybe I ain't all that young
anymore
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