Practice, Practice, Practice Lyrics

How does a prima graduate from ballerina
I'll give you a little clue
To be in a world-cla*s ballet company
There's one thing that you must love to do

Chorus:
Practice, practice, practice
If at first you don't succeed
Don't give up just keep on trying
Til you get up to speed

First position, second position, third and fourth and fifth
Plies makes you sleek and strong
But first you're gonna be stiff
Time to do our releves
Then our Pas be bourrees
We're dizzy doing pirouettes
We love our Grande Jetes

Practice, practice, practice
At the ballet barre
This is what you love to do to be a ballet star
Do your best and you'll get better
Just don't call it quits
All at once, you'll find that you're so flexible
You can even do the splits

Chorus

First position, second position, on and on it goes
And one day you'll do aerobettes
Standing on your toes

For each and every one percent of style and inspiration
A New York City ballerina gives it
Ninety-nine percent perspiration

Practice, practice, practice
Will surely make you number one
But you don't have to be a prima just to have some fun