Blue jean, baby, L.A. lady   Seamstress for the band   Pretty eyes, pirate smile   You'll marry a music man      Ballerina, you must have seen her   Dancing in the sand   And now she's in me, always with me   Tiny dancer in my hand      Jesus freaks out in the street   Handing tickets out for God   Turning back, she just laughs   The boulevard is not that bad      Piano man, he makes his stand   In the auditorium   Looking on she sings the songs   The words she knows, the tune she hums      Oh, how it feels so real   Lying here with no one near   Only you and you can hear me   When I say softly, slowly      Hold me closer tiny dancer   Count the headlights on the highway   Lay me down in sheets of linen   You had a busy day today      Blue jean, baby, L.A. lady   Seamstress for the band   Pretty eyed, pirate smile   You'll marry a music man      Ballerina, you should have seen her   Dancing in the sand   Now she's in me, always with me   Tiny dancer in my hand      Oh, how it feels so real   Lying here with no one near   Only you and you can hear me   When I say softly, slowly      Hold me closer, tiny dancer   And count the headlights on the highway   Lay me down in sheets of linen   You had a busy day today