Tango

What a pretty little thing you are I'd let you take a little piece of my heart You remind me of a dark-haired tiny dancer in the dark What a pretty little thing you are I'd let you do a pirouette on my heart Knew that I would be addicted to your lipstick from the start False evidence appearing real Oh, how lovely The way you danced wearing nothing My ballerina I still feel you here When I tango with the fear Oh honey I would jump if you called me My ballerina I still feel you here When I tango with the fear Oh-oh Ooh, ooh, ooh How could you say the pretty things you said And talk about me to your family and friends? It's like you kept me in your pocket just to play on rainy days Let me tell you in a simple song What a pity that the pretty is gone Call me crazy, but sometimes I like to think that you're the one Oh, how lovely The way you danced wearing nothing My ballerina I still feel you here When I tango with the fear Oh honey I would jump if you called me My ballerina I still feel you here When I tango with the fear Oh, I'm still dancing with your figure Even though you're gone Even though you're gone I still dance alone Oh, how lovely The way you danced wearing nothing My ballerina I still feel you here Oh, how lovely The way you danced wearing nothing My ballerina I still feel you here When I tango with the fear Oh honey I would jump if you called me My ballerina I still feel you here When I tango with the fear