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4 = blow hole 4-4 = draw hole 4’ = bend< = slide in
Just a small town girl
on a Sat-ur-day night,
look-in' for the fight of her life
In the real-time world
no one sees her at all,
they all say she's cra-zy
Lock-ing rhy-thms to the beat of her heart,
chang-ing move-ment in-to light
She has danced in-to the dan-ger zone,
when the dan-cer be-comes the dance
It can cut you like a knife,
if the gift be-comes the fire
On the wire be-tween will and what will be
She's a ma-ni-ac, ma-ni-ac on the floor
And she's danc-ing like she's
nev-er danced be-fore
She's a ma-ni-ac, ma-ni-ac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's
nev-er danced be-fore
On the ice-blue line of in-san-i-ty
is a place most nev-er see
It's a hard won place of mys-ter-y,
touch it, but can't hold it
You work all your life for that
mo-ment in time,
it could come or pass you by
It's a push, shove world,
but there's al-ways a chance
If the hun-ger stays the night
There's a cold ki-net-ic heat,
strug-gling, stretch-ing for the peak.
Nev-er stop-ping with her
head a-gainst the wind
She's a ma-ni-ac, ma-ni-ac, on the floor
And she's danc-ing like she's
nev-er danced before
She's a ma-ni-ac, ma-ni-ac, on the floor
And she's danc-ing like she's
nev-er danced before