She Used To Wanna Be a Ba - Buffy Sainte-Marie

She used to wanna be a ballerina

She used to wanna be a paper swan

She used to dance pretend for the Prince of England

With her deerskin boots and her ballet makeup on

She used to run among the forest branches

Costumed in the feather and the leaves she’d find

Practicing her pirouettes and prances

Perfectly Pavlova in her prime

La dat dat dat, la dat dat dat

Oh look in your heart, see where she’s at

She used to wanna be a ballerina

She settled for the satisfaction of her soul

Rock and roll will never be Tchaikowsky

But Tchaikowsky’ll never be rock and roll

La dat dat dat, la dat dat dat

Oh, look in your heart, see where she’s at