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Be careful with your heart boy, Tiny Dancer's coming through. She'll show you a good time, But she won't fall in love with you. She'll dance right through your life, As if she's dancing to a song. Don't attach - when summer ends, Your Tiny Dancer will be gone. Because her dance is one of freedom, Always ending with a bow. Don't ask her to stay or love you, Tiny Dancers don't know how.
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Jan 29, 2010
Jan 29, 2010 at 9:46 PM UTC
Tiny Dancer
Be careful with your heart boy, Tiny Dancer's coming through. She'll show you a good time, But she won't fall in love with you. She'll dance right through your life, As if she's dancing to a song. Don't attach - when summer ends, Your Tiny Dancer will be gone. Because her dance is one of freedom, Always ending with a bow. Don't ask her to stay or love you, Tiny Dancers don't know how.
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Jan 29, 2010
Jan 29, 2010 at 9:46 PM UTC
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