Chance is the fool's name for Fate.
I'm just a hoofer with a spare set of tails.
I am bit sending messages with my feet. All I ever wanted was not to come up empty. I did it for the dough and the old applause.
People think I was born in top hat and tail.
I inherited the knowledge that sometimes (talents) not only skip a generation, but sometimes run screaming from it. Ironically, it was the singing non-ability that helped feed my love of laughter.
Some people seem to think that good dancers are born .