Musik von Elton John
Text von Bernie Taupin
© 1971 Dick James Music Limited
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
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
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you, and you can hear me,
When I say softly, slowly.
Hold me closer Tiny Dancer,
Count the headlights on the highway.
Lay me down in sheets of linen,
you had a busy day today.