[00:10.059]She was a late bloomer, from Penny to Janet in a blink
[00:13.149]Dreamt 'bout being Josephine Baker in the mink
[00:15.911]Gold make-up like the Sphinx
[00:17.571]Skin made to view
[00:19.030]Body ornament, performances sensational
[00:21.423]From rhythm relation to titillation through
[00:24.536]Demonstrations of what she's made to do
[00:27.224]She always told me that she wanted to dance
[00:29.249]The only time she felt worthy of romance, damn
[00:32.665]I tried to told her she was worthy a chance
[00:34.815]But it's hard to talk to somebody in a trance
[00:37.709]I just gave her a glance, enough to sang her blues
[00:40.659]Be Pablo to paint her moves, be Langston to name her hues
[00:43.674]"Emily dance for me," someone said, she curtsied and turned her head
[00:48.511]She posed, with knowledge and grace she gave us a taste
[00:51.272]With a look on her face that could be taken for dead
[00:53.553]R.I.P
[00:54.196]Close your eyes,and see her dancing
[00:59.470]Close your eyes,and see her dancing
[01:04.622]Close your eyes,and see her dancing
[01:10.051]When lights,fall on our faces
[01:15.840]Are we crazy, deranged, to stand up for some change?
[01:18.530]Dreams turn to schemes, which marionette pulls your strings?
[01:21.645]Emily's enemy was Emily, feelin' me?
[01:23.913]She only lusted the heel-toe kick to the symphony
[01:26.538]And now she justified, cryin' rivers for sympathy
[01:29.344]Which in end she finds out is simply misery
[01:32.113]No mystery, her OnStar on destiny's roads
[01:34.769]Ballerina wardrobe glowin' under the strobe
[01:37.425]Twirlin' amongst dollars waitin' under the pole
[01:40.214]For a slightly possible goal sometimes we sell out our soul
[01:43.015]Can't help that, errrbody done felt that
[01:45.826]Just ask your favorite artist whose heart has turned to pitch black
[01:48.859]Ask some of these stars where they lost they sense of self at
[01:51.561]Strictly being puppets in public is a setback
[01:54.367]Yeah fam, that's Emily's energy
[01:56.778]Errrbody's a dancer, I don't view you no differently, so dance
[01:59.764]Close your eyes,and see her dancing
[02:04.897]Close your eyes,and see her dancing
[02:10.202]Close your eyes,and see her dancing
[02:15.956]When lights,fall on our faces
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She was a late bloomer, from Penny to Janet in a blink
Dreamt 'bout being Josephine Baker in the mink
Gold make-up like the Sphinx
Skin made to view
Body ornament, performances sensational
From rhythm relation to titillation through
Demonstrations of what she's made to do
She always told me that she wanted to dance
The only time she felt worthy of romance, damn
I tried to told her she was worthy a chance
But it's hard to talk to somebody in a trance
I just gave her a glance, enough to sang her blues
Be Pablo to paint her moves, be Langston to name her hues
"Emily dance for me," someone said, she curtsied and turned her head
She posed, with knowledge and grace she gave us a taste
With a look on her face that could be taken for dead
R.I.P
Close your eyes,and see her dancing
Close your eyes,and see her dancing
Close your eyes,and see her dancing
When lights,fall on our faces
Are we crazy, deranged, to stand up for some change?
Dreams turn to schemes, which marionette pulls your strings?
Emily's enemy was Emily, feelin' me?
She only lusted the heel-toe kick to the symphony
And now she justified, cryin' rivers for sympathy
Which in end she finds out is simply misery
No mystery, her OnStar on destiny's roads
Ballerina wardrobe glowin' under the strobe
Twirlin' amongst dollars waitin' under the pole
For a slightly possible goal sometimes we sell out our soul
Can't help that, errrbody done felt that
Just ask your favorite artist whose heart has turned to pitch black
Ask some of these stars where they lost they sense of self at
Strictly being puppets in public is a setback
Yeah fam, that's Emily's energy
Errrbody's a dancer, I don't view you no differently, so dance
Close your eyes,and see her dancing
Close your eyes,and see her dancing
Close your eyes,and see her dancing
When lights,fall on our faces