(bob russell, carl sigman)
Dance, ballerina, dance
And do your pirouette in rhythm with your achinâ heart.
Dance, ballerina, dance
You mustnât once forget a dancer has to dance the part.
Whirl, ballerina, whirl
And just ignore the chair thatâs empty in the second row.
This is your moment, girl,
Although heâs not out there applauding as you steal the show.
Once you said his love must wait itâs turn
You wanted fame instead.
I guess thatâs your concern,
We live and learn.
And love is gone, ballerina, gone
So on with your career, you canât afford a backward glance.
Dance on and on and on
A thousand people here have come to see the show
As âround and âround you go
So ballerina, dance
Dance, dance!
Whirl, ballerina!
Once you said his love must wait itâs turn,
You wanted fame instead.
I guess thatâs your concern,
We live and learn.
And love is gone, ballerina, gone
So on with your career, you canât afford a backward glance
Dance on and on and on
A thousand people here have come to see the show
As âround and âround you go
So ballerina, dance!
Dance!