[Verse 1]
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady
Seamstress for the band
Pretty-eyed, pirate smile
You'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must've seen her
Dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me
Tiny dancer in my hand
[Verse 2]
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 sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
[Pre-Chorus]
It's all so pointless, hah
It's not tho is it, because
It's really real (But, oh, how it feels so real)
And when you feel it (Lying here with no one near)
You can really feel it
So grab somebody that you love
Grab anyone that needs to hear it (Only you, and you can hear me)
And shake them by the shoulders softly
Scream in their face so slowly
There's no way they could possibly miss it (When I say softly, slowly)
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady
Seamstress for the band
Pretty-eyed, pirate smile
You'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must've seen her
Dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me
Tiny dancer in my hand
[Verse 2]
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 sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
[Pre-Chorus]
It's all so pointless, hah
It's not tho is it, because
It's really real (But, oh, how it feels so real)
And when you feel it (Lying here with no one near)
You can really feel it
So grab somebody that you love
Grab anyone that needs to hear it (Only you, and you can hear me)
And shake them by the shoulders softly
Scream in their face so slowly
There's no way they could possibly miss it (When I say softly, slowly)
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