Blue jean baby, L.A. lady Seamstress for the band Pretty-eyed, a 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 But, oh, how it feels so real Lying here with no one near And 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've had a busy day today Hold me closer, tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You've had a busy day today 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 Oh, how it feels so real Lying here with no one near And 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 Hold me closer, tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, She was a seamstress for the band; Pretty eyed, high rate smile, She'll marry a music man. Ballerina, you must have seen her Dancin 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 sangs the song 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 sing softly, slowly. Chorus: Hold me closer tiny dancer, Count the headlights on the highway, Lay me down in sheets of linen, You had a busy day today. Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, She was seamstress for the band; Pretty eyed, pirate smile, Hear she married a music man. Ballerina, you must have seen her She was dancin in the sand. And now she's in me, always with me, Tiny dancer in my hand. Chorus: Hold me closer tiny dancer, Count the headlights on the highway, Lay me down in sheets of linen, You had a busy day today. Chorus: Hold me closer tiny dancer, Count the headlights on the highway, Lay me down in sheets of linen, You had a busy day today.

I like them like 5'1", 5'2" I need a fuckin' tiny-ass dancer, please Ladies I just need a tiny dancer, need a hood girl with manners A tiny dancer, all my ex-girls can't stand her They had you on a leash, I'm tryna set you free Baby, come with me To the Hills of Beverly, you'll never wanna leave I just need me a tiny dancer We all the way up, yeah I think you like me, you're smilin' Your friends are waitin' in the truck, yeah But I can tell you'd rather be here with me Ask me what you want, it's okay I know that you've been hurt and you're afraid (skrr, skrr) I know you probably thinkin' that I got a couple girlfriends And all of them live in different states (uh, uh, uh, uh) Seen a lot of ass, but this one takes the cake (cake, cake) I'm not tryna change the subject, but it's great (woo ooh) Can you shake it, shake it, drop it like the bass (droptop) 'Cause I just need a tiny dancer, need a hood girl with manners Could you be my tiny dancer All my ex-girls can't stand her That's how I know she my baby They had you on a leash (leash) I'm tryna set you free (oh) Baby, come with me (oh) To the Hills of Beverly, you'll never wanna leave I just need me a tiny dancer Put it in your cup Now you feelin' numb, I can tell you like that Promise when we done, you gon' fall in love You ain't never done that Plot thickens when I put my body in your body, walls sticky Damn, damn, you ain't never had a real nigga Beat it, beat it, then I eat it up like chicken dinner You fuckin' with a winner Baby, fly me to the rainbow where the sun is always brighter And your body's cryin' me a river I just need a tiny dancer, need a hood girl with manners (ooh) Could you be my tiny dancer All my ex-girls can't stand her (can't stand it, my baby, oh yeah) They had you on a leash (leash) I'm tryna set you free (oh) Baby, come with me (oh, yeah-yeah) To the Hills of Beverly, you'll never wanna leave I just need me a tiny dancer Tiny Could you be my tiny yeah, yeah Tiny dancer I'm 'bout to lick you like some ice cream, yeah, yeah Tiny, tiny dancer Tiny dancer