A little pink dress, hanging by her knees Just overhead on the old trapeze In the old tent tonight, spotlight going round One of these nights the old girl's going down Hallelujah, the old girl's going down She started with us on the back of a horse Just seventeen and already divorced She took to the air with the greatest of ease Like she was born to be gliding on the old trapeze Some people don't care if they live or they die Some people want to know what it feels like to fly They gather their courage and give it a try Gather their courage and they give it a try Some guy broke her heart and how her heart it did ache So she went to the tent of the lady of the snakes Who gave her a potion and she drank it in After that her heart never ached again, her heart never ached again Some people don't care if they live or they die Some people want to know what it feels like to fly They gather their courage and give it a try Fall under the wheels of a time gone by Little pink dress, hanging by her knees Just overhead on the old trapeze In the old tent tonight, spotlight going round One of these nights the old girl's going down One of these nights the old girl's going down Hallelujah, Hallelujah
A little pink dress, hanging by her knees Just overhead on the old trapeze In the old tent tonight, spotlight going round One of these nights the old girl's going down Hallelujah, the old girl's going down She started with us on the back of a horse Just seventeen and already divorced She took to the air with the greatest of ease Like she was born to be gliding on the old trapeze Some people don't care if they live or they die Some people want to know what it feels like to fly They gather their courage and give it a try Gather their courage and they give it a try Some guy broke her heart and how her heart it did ache So she went to the tent of the lady of the snakes Who gave her a potion and she drank it in After that her heart never ached again, her heart never ached again Some people don't care if they live or they die Some people want to know what it feels like to fly They gather their courage and give it a try Fall under the wheels of a time gone by Little pink dress, hanging by her knees Just overhead on the old trapeze In the old tent tonight, spotlight going round One of these nights the old girl's going down One of these nights the old girl's going down Hallelujah, Hallelujah
