Lyrics At the Ballet (From a Chorus Line) - Marvin Hamlisch , Donna McKechnie

Up a steep and very narrow stairway
To the voice like a metronome
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
It wasn't paradise
It wasn't paradise
It wasn't paradise
But it was home

I don't know what they were for or against, except each other. I was
Born to help save their marriage, but when my father came to the
Hospital to pick up my mother, he said, "Well, I thought this was
Gonna help, but I guess it's not." Anyway, I had a fantastic fantasy
Life. I used to dance around the living room with my
Arms up like this. My fantasy was that it was an
Indian chief, and he'd say to me, "Maggie, do you wanna
Dance?" And I'd say, "Daddy, I would love to dance!"

But it was clear
That I was born to help their marriage
And when
I used to dance around the living room
It was an Indian chief
And he'd say, "Maggie, do you wanna dance?"
And I'd say, "Daddy, I'd love to"

Everything is beautiful at the ballet
Raise your arms and someone's always there
Yes, everything is beautiful at the ballet
At the ballet
At the ballet

Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet
I was pretty
I was happy
I would love to
At the ballet