Taxi Dancer

<br>Well she started out to be a dancer<br>She`s gonna make her livin` dancin` in the Broadway shows<br>So she hitchiked cross country from Pasaroba to the Big Red Apple<br>Where your dreams are made, and your debts are paid on time<br><br>Chorus:<br>I`ll hold you close Taxi Dancer<br>And I`ll listen to how you outgrew your dreams and how they faded away<br>I`ll hold you close Taxi Dancer<br>And we`ll pretend this floor is the Broadway stage<br><br>Well, she wasn`t used to livin` in the city <br>So she took a job as a maid cleanin` up at the Gramercy Park Hotel<br>And all her auditions they didn`t turn out so pretty<br>So she took a job dancin` at the bar down the street as well<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Well I don`t know how long or how far her fortune did take her<br>But I heard she sits alone drunk in a bar down on 42nd Street<br>And sometimes an old butch will slip a quarter into the jukebox<br>And she`ll stagger to the bar and dance with that girl for free<br><br>Chorus