Tango

What a pretty little thing you are

I'd let you take a little piece of my heart

You remind me of a dark-haired tiny dancer in the dark

What a pretty little thing you are

I'd let you do a pirouette on my heart

Knew that I would be addicted to your lipstick from the start

False evidence appearing real

Oh how lovely

The way you danced wearing nothing

My ballerina

I still feel you here

When I tango with the fear

Oh honey

I would jump if you called me

My ballerina

I still feel you here

When I tango with the fear

Oh-oh

How could you say the pretty things you said

And talk about me to your family and friends

It's like you kept me in your pocket just to play on rainy days

Let me tell you in a simple song

What a pity that the pretty is gone

Call me crazy, but sometimes I like to think that you're the one

Oh how lovely

The way you danced wearing nothing

My ballerina

I still feel you here

When I tango with the fear

Oh honey

I would jump if you called me

My ballerina

I still feel you here

When I tango with the fear

Oh, I'm still dancing with your figure

Even though you're gone

Even though you're gone

I still dance alone

Oh how lovely

The way you danced wearing nothing

My ballerina

I still feel you here

Oh how lovely

The way you danced wearing nothing

My ballerina

I still feel you here

When I tango with the fear

Oh honey

I would jump if you called me

My ballerina

I still feel you here

When I tango with the fear