Letra de At the ballet

Sheila:
Daddy always thought that he married beneath him
That´s what he said, that´s what he said.
When he proposed he informed my mother
He was probably her very last chance.
And though she was twenty-two,
Though she was twenty-two,
Though she was twenty-two
She married him.

Life with my dad wasn´t ever a picnic
More like a "come as you are."
When I was five I remember my mother
Dug earrings out of the car.
I knew they weren´t hers, but it wasn´t
Something you´d want to discuss.
He wasn´t warm.
Well, not to her.
Well, not to us...

But
Everything was beautiful at the ballet.
Graceful men lift lovely girls in white.
Yes,
Everything was beautiful at ballet,
Hey!
I was happy... at the ballet.

(spoken) That´s when I started class.

(Bebe turns and begins to walk downstage)

Sheila:
Up a steep and very narrow stairway

Sheila and Bebe:
To the voice like a metronome
Up a steep and very narrow stairway

Sheila:
It wasn´t paradise....

Bebe:
It wasn´t paradise....

Sheila and Bebe:
It wasn´t paradise....

Sheila:
But it was home.

(Sheila turns to face upstage, Bebe steps forward)

Bebe:
Mother always said I´d be very attractive
When I grew up, when I grew up.
"Diff´rent," she said, "With a special something
And a very, very personal flair."
And though I was eight or nine,
Though I was eight or nine,
Though I was eight or nine,
I hated her.

Now,

"Diff´rent" is nice, but it sure isn´t pretty.
"Pretty" is what it´s about.
I never met anyone who was "diff´rent"
Who couldn´t figure that out.
So beautiful I´d never lived to see.
But it was clear,
If not to her,
Well then to me...

(Maggie turns and begins to walk downstage)

Bebe and Maggie:
That everyone is beautiful at the ballet.
Every prince has got to have his swan.
Yes,
Everyone is beautiful at the ballet.

Maggie:
Hey!

Bebe:
I was pretty

Sheila:
(turning to face front) At the ballet.

(As they sing a group upstage right demonstrates a Barre)

Sheila, Bebe, and Maggie:
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
To the voice like a metronome.
Up a steep and very narrow stairway,

Maggie:
It wasn´t paradise....

Bebe:
It wasn´t paradise....

Sheila:
It wasn´t paradise....

Sheila, Bebe, and Maggie:
But it was home.

(Barre group returns to line, lights dim on Sheila and Bebe leaving Maggie in the brightest light)

Maggie:
I don´t know what they were for or against, really, except each other. I mean, I was born to save their marriage but when my father came to pick my mother up at the hospital he said: "Well, I thought this was going to help. But I guess it´s not." Anyway, I did have a fantastic fantasy life. I used to dance around the living room with my arms up like this. My fantasy was that it was an Indian Chief... And he´d say to me, "Maggie, do you wanna dance?" And I´d say, "Daddy, I would love to dance."

(Lights full on Sheila and Bebe. Other two girls sing back up "Do-do-doo´s" behind solo lines.)

Bebe:
But it was clear....

Sheila:
When he proposed....

Maggie:
That I was born to help their marriage and when...

Sheila:
That´s what he said....

Bebe:
That´s what she said....

Maggie:
I used to dance around the living room....

Sheila:
He wasn´t warm....

Bebe:
Not to her....

("Do-do-doo´s" end)

Maggie:
It was an Indian chief and he´d say
"Maggie, do you wanna dance?"
And I said, "Daddy, I would love to"
Everything was beautiful at the ballet.
Raise your arms and someone´s always there.
Yes, everything was beautiful at the ballet,
At the ballet,
At the ballet!!

(Dance section)

Sheila, Bebe, and Maggie:
Yes everything was beautiful at the ballet.

Maggie:
Hey!

Bebe:
I was pretty

Sheila:
I was happy


Maggie:
"I would love to...."

Sheila, Bebe, and Maggie:
At the ballet.