Lyrics Tiny Dancer

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady,
seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile,
you'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
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
Then he repeats the first verse again, then the chorus.