Bratty Girl 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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