Lyrics Pretty Ballerina - Alan Merrill
I
had
a
date
with
a
pretty
ballerina
Her
hair
so
brilliant
that
it
hurt
my
eyes,
I
asked
her
for
this
dance
and
then
she
obliged
me
Was
I
surprised,
yeah,
was
I
surprised,
no
not
at
all
I
called
her
yesterday,
it
should
have
been
tomorrow
I
could
not
keep
this
joy
that
was
inside,
I
beg
for
her
to
tell
me
if
she
really
loved
me,
Some
where
a
mountain
is
moving
Afraid
it's
moving
without
me.
La
La
La
La
La
La
I
had
a
date
with
a
pretty
ballerina
Her
hair
so
brilliant
that
hurt
my
eyes
I
asked
for
this
dance
and
then
she
obliged
me
Was
I
surprised,
yeah,
was
I
surprised,
no
not
at
all.
And
when
I
woke
on
that
dreary
Sunday
morning,
I
open
up
my
eyes
to
find
there's
rain,
And
something
strange
within
says
go
ahead
and
find
her
Just
close
your
eyes,
yeah,
just
close
your
eyes
And
she'll
be
there
She'll
be
there
She'll
be
there
Words
& Music
Michael
Brown
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