


"ALL DRESSED UP....(STEPPIN' OUT)"
I imagine this moment for her. The double doors are closed in front of her. She is extremely bold around her OWN people. She says in a barely audible wisper, "I must remeber, these are my peers, I want...I will have sparkling conversation, and dance without these shoes that nearly cost rent, hurting my feet. Tonight is the night to BE. I am in front of the door, one more step and it's no longer an idea and a goal, it will be reality. Here's my choice. I am,
"ALL DRESSED UP ....
(STEPPIN' OUT)"
"HANA IS...."
What is she?
Can you dare to be her?
Perfection is egnimatic
and many times unatainable.
So I ask again, what is she?
What has she endured?
How does she hold her head up high?
Why look forward?
What is is?
Why, Who knows, but
"HANA IS......."
"DIZZY G."
Stretch it out, make it yours,
Blow Baby, Blow
Twist your body into the
G-CLEF, your base.
Feel it deep inside you and HIT, HIT that note for all its worth!
Never stop,
Never compromise,
Blow Baby, Blow
"DIZZY G."