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The music box dancer dances so sweet
I wish I could dance like her that would be neat
Flying through the air wings on my feet
If I could dance like that
My life would be so complete
Dancing on tippy-toes and moving so high
Taking ballerina clothes and moving my strides
Wishing everyone I know would just realize
I want to be a ballerina
Wouldn't they be surprised
La la, la la la la, la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la
La la, la la la la, la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la
There's a music box dancer dances away
My wish would be that girl grow stonger each day
Suddenly things are not as they seem
My brain gets topsy-turvey then off on retreat
Moving oh so gracefully spinning around
Quantum leaps and pirouettes to fire the crowd
Other people laugh inspite of that crowd
Because they know
I'm the baddest ballerina in town
Two, one two three
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