(bob russell, carl sigman)





Dance, ballerina, dance

And do your pirouette in rhythm with your achin' heart.

Dance, ballerina, dance

You mustn't once forget a dancer has to dance the part.





Whirl, ballerina, whirl

And just ignore the chair that's empty in the second row.

This is your moment, girl,

Although he's not out there applauding as you steal the show.





Once you said his love must wait its turn

You wanted fame instead.

I guess that's your concern,

We live and learn.





And love is gone, ballerina, gone

So on with your career, you can't afford a backward glance.







Dance on and on and on

A thousand people here have come to see the show

As 'round and 'round you go

So ballerina, dance

Dance, dance!









Whirl, ballerina!









Once you said his love must wait its turn,

You wanted fame instead.

I guess that's your concern,

We live and learn.





And love is gone, ballerina, gone

So on with your career, you can't afford a backward glance

Dance on and on and on

A thousand people here have come to see the show

As 'round and 'round you go

So ballerina, dance!





Dance!