We'd drive to the river
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She'd dance on the levee
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Like it was her stage
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My ballerina, shined in the bright lights
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Of my Chevrolet
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We used to laugh about that
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But deep down I knew that she had
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Dreams of a dancer
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Spinnin' round in her head
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I never asked her
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And she never said
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Where they would lead her
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I didn't wanna know
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I just held on tight
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Till she let go
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The music called
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She had to answer
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The dream of a dancer
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One night on the levee
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We watched the stars
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Till they disappeared
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Softly she swayed
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To a distant song
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Only she could hear
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She kissed me then whispered good-bye
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And I saw through the tears in her eyes
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Dreams of a dancer
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Spinnin' round in her head
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I never asked her
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And she never said
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Where they would lead her
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I didn't wanna know
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I just held on tight
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Till she let go
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The music called
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She had to answer
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The dream of a dancer
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Sometimes I go drivin' at night
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Down by the river and I turn out the lights
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Dreams of a dancer
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Spinnin' round in her head
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I never asked her
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And she never said
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Where they would lead her
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I didn't wanna know
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I just held on tight
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Till she let go
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The music called
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She had to answer
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The dream of a dancer
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Dreams Of A Dancer
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| Steve Azar |
