It takes ten years just to get
Your stinking leg up
Then five more to make it
Not look like [bad word] 
Soviet children form a crowd
Sized and tested 
Who will be a star

Hero of passion of whom they'll say
She took her final breath in grand plie

O! My [bad word] Ballerina!

You were a swan 
But now you're swimming in the Carribean

O! My [bad word] Ballerina!

Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life

Everybody's asking me
Where is Mary?
I don't see her at the theatre
Or the parties

That's right, because
She's carving bamboo
Far from the artistic millieu

Never thought she'd live without
Allegiance to a life of art

Oh! My [bad word] ballerina!

You were a swan but now you're swimming in the Carribean

Oh! My [bad word] ballerina!

Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life

La la la,la la la la la (x4)

Life changes
One day its eggshells and bread
Married to an intellect
The next you drive a corvette

Things change
You live your life for the stage
Til your kidney floats away
Thrown in a car accident

time for art 
time for living 
Sometimes the two can be conflicting

And mama I'll meet you at Caribana
Together we're the highest form of art

Oh! My mother! [bad word] Ballerina!

You were a swan but now you're swimming in the Caribbean

Oh! My [bad word] Ballerina!

Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life

Oh! My [bad word] Ballerina!

Too bad your [bad word] now look almost as bad as mine

Oh! My [bad word] Ballerina!

Who needs that [bad word] we can drink at the casino all night