Sheila
Daddy always thought that he married beneathhim
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 wanna 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 why I started ballet class

Sheila