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^C Every day in the morning on her way to the office
You can ^F see her as she catches the ^C train
Just a ^F face among a million ^C faces
Just another woman with no ^G name
Not the ^C girl you’d remember
But she’s still something special
If you ^F knew her I am sure you’d agree ^C
‘Cause I ^F know she’s got a little ^C secret
Friday ^G#* evening she turns ^A7 out to ^G be
^C Nina, pretty ballerina
Now she is the ^G queen of the dancing floor
This is the moment she’s waited for
Just like Cinde- ^C -rella ( just like Cinderella )
Nina, pretty ballerina
Who would ever ^G think she could be this way?
This is the part that she likes to play
But she knows the ^C fun would ^A7 go a- ^G -way
If she would ^C play it ^A7 every ^G day
So she’s ^C back every morning to her work at the office
And ^F another week to live in a ^C dream
And ^F another row of early ^C mornings
In an almost never-ending ^G stream
Doesn’t ^C talk very often, kind of shy and uncertain
Every- ^F body seems to think she’s a ^C bore
But they ^F wouldn’t know her little ^C secret
What her ^G#* Friday night would ^A7 have in ^G store
^C Nina, pretty ballerina
Now she is the ^G queen of the dancing floor
This is the moment she’s waited for
Just like Cinde- ^C -rella ( just like Cinderella )
Nina, pretty ballerina
Who would ever ^G think she could be this way?
This is the part that she likes to play
But she knows the ^C fun would ^A7 go a- ^G -way
If she would ^C play it ^A7 every ^G day
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by jayjay