Ellen looks at the world. She says it's about losers born later than me who like a little boogy. So that's why we dance. It's a way of controlling us and say you're leading us. It didn't mean anything it could've. It's the one man band! She dances, and the world turns. I do want something special for her. She is precious. It's funny. Watching her every day she gets predictable in her dance moves. We're just sheep. Our talents do not make it. Do not sit there and tell me a dancer has never been in her audience. It's like holding a bone over our head.