Little pink dress, hanging by her knees 
Just overhead on the old trapeze 
In the old tent tonight, spotlight going ‘round 
One of these nights, the old girl's going down 
Hallelujah, the old girl's going down 

She started with us on the back of a horse 
Just seventeen and already divorced 
But she took to the air with the greatest of ease 
Like she was born to be gliding on the old trapeze 

Some people don't care, if they live or they die 
Some people want to know what it feels like to fly 
They gather their courage and they give it a try 

Then some guy broke her heart and how her heart it did ache 
So she went to the tent of the lady of the snakes 
Who gave her a potion and she drank it in 
After that, her heart never ached again 
After that, her heart never ached again 

Some poeple don't care if they live or they die 
Some people want to know what it feels like to fly 
They gather their courage and they give it a try 
And fall under the wheels of the time going by 

Little pink dress, hanging by her knees 
Just overhead on the old trapeze 
In the old tent tonight, spotlight going round 
One of these nights the old girl's going down 
Yeah, one of these nights the old girl's going down 
Hallelujah