Ballerina, Ballerina, Ballerina

Ballerina, ballerina, ballerina
How you dance with the grace of a swan
Ballerina, ballerina, ballerina
How you did gravity au revoir
And the doves don’t fly like you
Hummingbirds don’t fly like you
And the budgies don’t fly like you
Your wings are the ones
Chickadees don’t fly like you
And the finches don’t fly like you
Woodpeckers don’t fly like you
Your wings are the ones
Ballerina, ballerina, ballerina
Are you sad that your fame has expired?
Ballerina, ballerina, ballerina
All the halves of your age are admired
But the thrushes don’t fly like you
And the wrens don’t fly like you
And the owls don’t fly like you
Your wings are the ones
And the heron don’t fly like you
And the loons don’t fly like you
And the grouse don’t fly like you
Your wings are the ones