Bratty Girl lyrics
Song information
Artist: Twelfth Of Never Album: Things That Were
Lyrics
Poor dolly, lying on its back The cold rain gently drizzles outside The bags are ready, lunch is packed "But no one's here. where's my ride? I hope they've got the address right."
Poor dolly, bored and cracked The windows groan with an ancient low Dropped like a mitten, dignity intact Forgotten? maybe. never. no!
Look, the drizzle is turning to snow! Pretty dolly.. Misty-eyed, mischief-prone Wound up tonight
Pretty dolly, wound up tight So much to do on a november night Her little shoes, bag, and dress None of her friends can ever guess When she'll fly off next
Pretty dolly, dull and drone Looking out the window at a long driveway "I wonder if they lost their way?"
Look, the drizzle is turning to snow! Pretty dolly.. Misty-eyed, mischief-prone Wound up tonight
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"Things That Were" album track list
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