SHEILA
 Daddy always thought that he married beneath him
 That's what he said, that's what he said.
 When he proposed he informed my mother
 He was probably her very last chance.
 And though she was twenty-two,
 Though she was twenty-two,
 Though she was twenty-two--
 She married him.
 Life with my dad wasn't ever a picnic
 More like a "Come as you are."
 When I was five I remember my mother
 Dug earrings out of the car
 I knew they weren't hers
 But it wasn't something you'd wanna discuss
 He wasn't warm, well, not to her ... well, not to us
 But ev'rything was beautiful at the ballet.
 Graceful men lift lovely girls in white.
 Yes, ev'rything was beautiful at ballet,
 Hey! I was happy at the ballet.
 That's why I started ballet class

 SHEILA and BEBE
 Up a steep and very narrow stairway
 To the voice like a metronome
 Up a steep and very narrow stairway
 It wasn't paradise, it wasn't paradise,
 It wasn't paradise, but it was home.

 BEBE
 Mother always said I'd be very attractive
 When I grew up, when I grew up
 "Diff'rent," she said,
 "With a special something
 And a very, very personal flair."
 And though I was eight or nine,
 Though I was eight or nine,
 Though I was eight or nine,
 I hated her.
 Now, "diff'rent" is nice, but it sure isn't pretty.
 "Pretty" is what it's about.
 I never met anyone who was "diff'rent"
 Who couldn't figure that out.
 So beautiful I'd never lived to see.
 But it was clear, if not to her,
 Well then to me!

 BEBE and MAGGIE
 That ev'ryone is beautiful at the ballet.
 Ev'ry prince has got to have his swan.
 Yes, ev'ryone is beautiful at the ballet,
 Hey! I was pretty

 SHEILA
 At the ballet

 SHEILA BEBE and MAGGIE
 Up a steep and very narrow stairway
 To the voice like a metronome
 Up a steep and very narrow stairway
 It wasn't paradise,
 it wasn't paradise,
 It wasn't paradise, but it was home.

 MAGGIE
 I don't know what they were for or against, really! Except each
 other! I mean, I was born to save their marriage. But when my father
 came to pick My mother up at the hospital, he said, "Well, I thought
 this was going to help But I guess it's not." Anyway, I did have a
 fantastic fantasy life I used to dance around the living room with
 my arms up like this. My fantasy was that it was an Indian chief and
 he'd say to me, "Maggie, do you wanna dance?" And I'd say,
 "Daddy, I would love to dance!"

 SHEILA, BEBE and MAGGIE
 Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
 But it was clear when he proposed
 That I was born to help their marriage and when
 That's what he said,
 That's what she said,
 I used to dance around the living room
 He wasn't warm, not to her

 MAGGIE
 It was an Indian chief and he said
 "Maggie, do you wanna dance?"
 And I said, "Daddy, I would love to."
 Ev'rything was beautiful at the ballet.
 Raise your arms and someone's always there
 Yes, ev'rything was beautiful at the ballet
 At the ballet... At the ballet...

 SHEILA, BEBE and MAGGIE
 Yes ev'rything was beautiful at the ballet
 Hey!
 I was pretty
 I was happy
 "I would love to..."
 At the ballet.