Ballerina / Move On Up (Live) - Van Morrison

Spread your wings,

come on fly awhile

straight to my arms,

oh, little angel child.

You know you're only

lonely twenty-two story block.

And if somebody, not just anybody,

wanted to get close to you,

for instance, me, baby?

All you gotta do

Is ring the bell.

Step right up, step right up.

And step right up

Ballerina...

Grab it, Catch it

Fly it, Sigh it,

Try it...

Well, I may be wrong,

but something deep in my heart

tells me Im right and I dont think so...

You know I saw the writing on the wall

When you came up to me,

child, you were heading for a fall.

But if it gets to you

and you feel like you just cant go on...

All you gotta do

Is ring a bell

Step right up, and step right up

And step right up

Just like a ballerina

Stepping lightly...

Alright, well its getting late

(Yes it is, yes it is)

And this time I forget to slip into your slumber,

the light is on the left side of your head

and I'm standing in your doorway

and Im mumbling and I cant remember the last thing that

ran through my head.

Here come the man, here come the man,

and he say, he say the show must go on

So all you gotta do

Is ring the bell

And step right up, and step right up

And step right up

Just like a ballerina, yeah, yeah.

Grab it, Catch it

Fly it, sight it,

c'mon, Die it, yeah, yeah.

Just like a ballerina

Just like a, just like a, just like a, just like a ballerina, babe.

Get on up, get on up,

keep a-moving on, little bit higher, baby.

Alright, a-keep on, a-keep on,

a-keep on, a-keep on pushing.

Stepping lightly

just like a ballerina.

Ooo-we baby, take off your shoes!

ohhh, get on

Just like a ballerina...