She was in a class of 44 beautiful dancers
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And I watched her pirouette around the stars
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In her poms
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And I must have told her one thousand times
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In my mind, that I loved her
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I got drunk one night, she was on the steps
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She touched my shoulder
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oh oh oh oh
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I was young and full of grace
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When I stepped into the fire, with my dancer
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She had barely come of age
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But she was egging me on, all the way down
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And I told her as the ship sank
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That I loved her
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And I told her as we walked off of the plank
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I was all hers
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Oh oh oh oh
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Step 2, 3, 4, jump 2, 3, 4
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Step 2, 3, 4, jump 2, 3, 4
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Step 2, 3, 4, jump 2, 3, 4
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Step 2, 3, 4, and jump
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That's good
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The Dancer
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