D Every day in the morning on her way to the office G D You can see her as she catches a train G D Just a face among a million faces G A Just another woman with no name D Not the girl youʼd remember But sheʼs still something special G D If you knew her I am sure youʼd agree G A Cause I know sheʼs got a little secret D A#7 A Friday evening she turns out to be... Chorus: D Nina, pretty ballerina, A Now she is the queen of the dancing floor This is the moment sheʼs waiting for D Just like Cinderella Nina, pretty ballerina, A Who would ever think she could be this way This is the part that she likes to play D A But she knows the fun would go away D A#7 A If she would play it every day So sheʼs back every morning to her work at the office And another week to live in a dream And another row of early mornings In an almost never-ending stream Doesnʼt talk very often, kind of shy and uncertain Everybody seems to think sheʼs a bore But they wouldnʼt know her little secret What her Friday night would have in store... Chorus.