Tiny Dancer Lyrics by Yard Act
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady
A seamstress for the band
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Blue jean baby, L.A. lady
A seamstress for the band
I was woken by a bang
And I could already taste the pain
I’m shakin’ up my eight ball coz I’m trying to see
What tomorrow’s world has got in store for me
Almost by accident, have become rich
Through continued reward for skilled labour in the private sector
The last bastion of hope
This once great nation has left is its humour
Woah, oi
Woah, woah, woah, woah
It was a reasonable take
But in the time that it took