(G7)Every (C)day in the morning on her way to the office You can see (F)her as she catches a train(C)

So she's back every morning to her work at the office And another week to live in a dream

Just a (F)face among a million (C)faces, Just another woman with no name (G7)

And another row of early mornings In an almost never-ending stream

Not the (C)girl you'd remember but she's still something special If you (F)knew her I am sure you'd agree(C)

Doesn't talk very often, kind of shy and uncertain Everybody seems to think she's a bore

'Cause I (F)know she's got a little (C)secret, Friday evening she(C#o)turns out to be (G7)

But they wouldn't know her little secret What her Friday night would have in store

(C)Nina, (C6)pretty ballerina, Now she is the (G7)queen of the (G9)dancing floor

This is the moment she's waited for, Just like Cinder(C)ella(C6)

(C)Nina, (C6)pretty ballerina, Who would ever (G7)think she could (G9)be this way

This is the part that she likes to play, But she knows the fun would go away

If she would (C)play it(C#o) every day (G7) (G9) (G7)