Dance, ballerina, dance,
And do your pirouette
In rhythm with your aching heart.
Dance, ballerina, dance,
You musn뭪 once forget
A dancer has to dance the part.
Whirl, ballerina, whirl,
And just ignore the chair
That뭩 empty in the second row.
This is your moment, girl,
Although he뭩 not out there
Applauding as you steal the show.
Once you said
His love must wait its turn.
You wanted fame instead;
I guess that뭩 your concern;
We live and learn.
And love is gone, ballerina, gone,
So on with your career;
You can뭪 afford a backward glance.
Dance on and on and on;
A thousand people here
Have come to see the show
As round and round you go,
So ballerina dance, dance ,dance.