Best when transposed down to Bb
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me When I say softly, slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen you had a busy day today
Repeat 1st Verse
Bernie Taupin told Cameron Crowe in a 2024 interview that the song is not so much a love song, but an homage to L.A. (at the time). It was a composite of different characters he met at the time. He boiled it all down to sound like one particular person.
