Heather Dances By Herself
Heather Dances By Herself
Heather Dances By Herself
Cause the boys her age don’t dance at all
And she does it rather well
and she knows that she’s gettin’ better
And she’s always late for school
and she smiles cause they let her break the rules
she don’t tell the teacher why
let ‘em think it’s her active social life
all of them know she’s always alone
she doesn’t really talk much
she swears someday
she’ll learn how to play
Prince’s Purple Rain guitar
yeah
Heather bop bop bop
Heather shake shake shake
Heather twist and shout
all over the place
and she’s got a little zine
it’s got poetry and news about the scene
and she gives them out at shows
even though they’ll end up on the floor
But
some of them land
in emptier hands
emptier than her own pair
she runs to the stage
the band starts to play
she hides behind her screaming fuschia hair
Heather bop bop bop…
And she’s
not about to let it go
even if she’s wrong
and she’s not about to let it show
that she’s really not that strong
and she’s not about to let you in
there’s distance in a page
and she’s not about to be that young
she yearns for middle age
hell yeah
words and music by Jeannette K
