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Across the sand, the stones and the shells |
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I went down to the sea |
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And the golden haired ballerina came down |
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And swam along with me |
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We were strangers out in the ocean |
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Somehow shyness stayed ashore |
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And I watched the ballerina |
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Dive and dance down to the floor |
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Ballerina, ballerina |
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Water ballerina |
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As the sun went down on the ocean |
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And the night our time did steal |
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We swam on in salty heaven |
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It was too good to be real |
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So I left her a silver dolphin |
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In a place where she could see |
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So that one day out at her swimming |
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She might remember me |
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Ballerina, ballerina |
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Water ballerina |
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Water ballerina with such golden curly hair |
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She is gone now, like the summer |
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To a beach in God knows where |
