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Little Dancer Girl

come my little ballerina dance for me

do some pretty twirls on stage, put a trance on me

let my eyes indulge on the beauty of you movements

for the shambles of this world need every bit of improvements

so come little angel, let your light shine

let my world be brightened so I can call it mine

I may not know the steps one through eight

but I promise to practice and force the hands of fate

I'll make this partnership happen for failure is not assured

so success is the only option at studio number four

teach me and I'll learn you, despise me and I'll endure

fighting for what I want is natural, falling twice yet rising once more

so come my little ballerina do you little dance

make the stage your home, give my heart a chance

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Written by
richard-allen-pogue
American
Published
Jul 10, 2010
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