She stands upon the stage a radiant beauty in the spotlight Her elegant costume barely covering Yet it is only here she feels all is rightxml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
xml:namespace prefix = v ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:vml" /> For it is this nite she can be who she wishes to be and spread her wings wide and soar the heavens so free
The beat of her heart quickens as the music begins and possesses her body She feels the chains breaking free for when she dances there is no boundary
Her body moves as gentle as a ripple upon a lake with burning men wishing to ride just once in her wake
But she does not dance for any other pleasure than her own This nite she stands as one upon the stage where her spirit is set free and reborn
Her dance of liberation is like nothing else you will ever see It's like that of a beautiful butterfly struggling to be set free
So your Private Dancer I'm afraid she will never be She will be the first to say Oh when I dance I dance for me
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