[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)

[Chorus]
Hold me closer, tiny dancer (Give me some of that good stuff)
Count the headlights on the highway (Yeah some of that human spirit)
Lay me down in sheets of linen (Cut it with 100% endurance)
You had a busy day today (I'm working overtime)
Hold me closer, tiny dancer (Hold me closer)
Count the headlights on the highway (Two, three, four, five)
Lay me down in sheets of linen (I'm all yours)
You had a busy day today (I'm working overtime)
Hold me closer (Count the headlights)
Count the headlights
Tiny dancer (On the highway)
On the highway
Hold me closer
Lay me down in sheets of linen (Lay me down in sheets of linen)
Tiny dancer