Paroles de At The Ballet
Daddy always thoughtThat he married beneath him
That's what he said
When he proposed
He informed my mother
He was probably her very last chance
And though she was twenty-two
She merried him
Life with my dad wasn't very a picnic
More like a "comes you are"
When I was five I remember my mother dug earrings out of the car
I knew that They weren't hers
But it was something you'd want to discuss
He wasn't warm
Well, not to her
Well, not to us
But everything was beautiful at the ballet
Graceful man lift lovely girls in white
Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet
I was happy ... at the ballet
That's when I started ballet class!
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
To the voice like a metronome
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
It wasn't paradise x3
But it was home And though I was eight or nine
I heted her
Now different is nice but it sure isn't pretty
Pretty is what it's about
I never met anyone who was different
Who couldn't figure that out
So beautiful I'd never lived to see
But it was clear
If not to her
Well, then to me
That everyone is beautiful at the ballet
Every prince has got to have is swan
Yes, everyone is beautiful at The ballet
I was pretty at the ballet
...
I was borne to save their marriage but when my father came to pick my mother up at the hospital he said "well, I thought this was going to help but I guess not"
A few months later he left and he never came back
Anyway, I had this fantasticfl fantasy life I used to dance around the living room with my arms up like this
And in my fantasy there was an indian chief and he would say to me "Izzie do you wanna dance?"
And I would say "Daddy I would love to dance"
But it was clear when he proposed
That I was born to help their marriage and when
That's what she said
That's what he said
I used to dance around the living room
He wasn't warm
Not to her
It was an indian chief and he'd said "Izzie do you wanna dance?"
And I said "Daddy I would love to.."
Everything was beautiful at The ballet
Raise your arms and someone's always there
Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet
The ballet x2
Yes everthing was beautiful at the ballet
I was pretty
I was happy
I would love to
At the ballet.
(Grazie a Aurora per questo testo)
She merried him
Life with my dad wasn't very a picnic
More like a "comes you are"
When I was five I remember my mother dug earrings out of the car
I knew that They weren't hers
But it was something you'd want to discuss
He wasn't warm
Well, not to her
Well, not to us
But everything was beautiful at the ballet
Graceful man lift lovely girls in white
Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet
I was happy ... at the ballet
That's when I started ballet class!
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
To the voice like a metronome
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
It wasn't paradise x3
But it was home And though I was eight or nine
I heted her
Now different is nice but it sure isn't pretty
Pretty is what it's about
I never met anyone who was different
Who couldn't figure that out
So beautiful I'd never lived to see
But it was clear
If not to her
Well, then to me
That everyone is beautiful at the ballet
Every prince has got to have is swan
Yes, everyone is beautiful at The ballet
I was pretty at the ballet
...
I was borne to save their marriage but when my father came to pick my mother up at the hospital he said "well, I thought this was going to help but I guess not"
A few months later he left and he never came back
Anyway, I had this fantasticfl fantasy life I used to dance around the living room with my arms up like this
And in my fantasy there was an indian chief and he would say to me "Izzie do you wanna dance?"
And I would say "Daddy I would love to dance"
But it was clear when he proposed
That I was born to help their marriage and when
That's what she said
That's what he said
I used to dance around the living room
He wasn't warm
Not to her
It was an indian chief and he'd said "Izzie do you wanna dance?"
And I said "Daddy I would love to.."
Everything was beautiful at The ballet
Raise your arms and someone's always there
Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet
The ballet x2
Yes everthing was beautiful at the ballet
I was pretty
I was happy
I would love to
At the ballet.
(Grazie a Aurora per questo testo)
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