Written by Stevie Nicks.





Sometimes it rages... rock a little

Even when it's calm... still rock a little

Just like the sea... I rock a little

Say it was just like me

Still rock a little



Then you knew her... funny little dancer

And you watched her all night long

You were trying to learn from her teachers

One thing that she wanted

She would not be tangled up... in it



Hit it,

It's about time, lily

Oh, I know lily

Rock a little

Hit the stage... Hit the stage

Rock a little



She's home now;

She says I've gone far beyond that song

She says rock and roll ballerina

Where else would she go?

He knows his daughter, says

Where does she live?

He says, Oh, up there somewhere



Then he says, Go ahead, lily

Hit it,

Hit the stage, dancin'... go on

Hit it... Well, I know lily

It's about time, lily

Hit it



Well, I know lily

It's about time, lily

Hit it

Hit the stage

Hit it



Hit it, lily

It's about time, lily

Hit it

I know, lily

It's about time, lily

Hit the stage

Hit it, lily



Lots of them

And all one of a kind

But the most importatn thing was

What was on her mind

Pale... pink... satin... worn out in a week

But you loved you the most

And you said...



Go ahead, lily

Hit it

No explanations and I tell you no

You say... Nothing

That is how songs are written

Stories are told, rumours are started



That is how songs are written

Stories are told, rumours are started



Go ahead, lily

Hit it

It's about time lily

Hit the stage, dancin'

I know, lily

Hit it-ac