At The Ballet-Barbra Streisand
&Anne Hathaway&Daisy Ridley
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
That's when I started class
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
To the voice like a metronome
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
It wasn't paradise
It wasn't paradise
It wasn't paradise
But it was home
Mother always said I'd be very attractive
When I grew up when I grew up
Different 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
That everyone is beautiful at the ballet
Every prince has got to have his swan
Yes
Everyone is beautiful at the ballet
I was pretty
At the ballet
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
To the voice like a metronome
Up a steep and very narrow stairway
It wasn't paradise
It wasn't paradise
It wasn't paradise
But it was home
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
But it was clear
When he proposed
That I was born to help their marriage and when
That's what he said
That's what she said
I used to dance around the living room
He wasn't warm
Not to her
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
Everything was beautiful at the ballet
At the ballet
At the ballet
Yes everything was beautiful at the ballet
I was pretty
I was happy
I would love to
At the ballet