Then you knew her...funny little dancer
And you watched her all night long
You were trying to learn from her teachers
One thing that she wanted...she would not be tangled up...in it

Hit it...It's about time, Lily
Oh, rock on lily...hit the stage...Hit the stage
Hit it...rock a little

She's home now, she says I've gone far beyond that song
Rock and roll ballerina where else would she go
He knows his daughter, says...where does she live?
He says, Oh...up there somewhere

Then he says, Go ahead Lily...hit it
It's about time Lily...
Hit the stage, dancin'...go on...rock on Lily
Hit it...Well, I know Lily
It's about time Lily...hit it...hit the stage

Lot's of them and all one of a kind
But the most important thing was...
What was on her mind
Pale...pink...satin...worn out in a week
But you loved you the most
And you said...go ahead, Lily...hit it
No explanations and I tell you no...
You say...nothing...that is how songs are written
Stories are told, rumours are started

Go ahead Lily...hit it...it's about time Lily...
Hit the stage, dancin'...I know, Lily...hit it...hit the stage