Little Miss Polka Dot

Kayla Foster & Melissa Barrera & Megan Masako Haley - Pop
Little Miss Polka Dot
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Duration: 2:06
Lyrics
(Verse 1) [MAZIE] We three wanna be something Crisp white dress, clean crease on the side We don't fall for any dumb thing That brings those quick-release joyrides We're in it for the long run But boy, is it a long one [ALL] Temptation, you're a son of a gun (Chorus) Desire with a capital D The carnal with a capital C The capital offense is against a feminine sensibility N'est pas? You don't put a fork in the toaster slot You don't dry your hair in the tub So pray tell, Little Miss Polka Dot Why you're lookin' for trouble? Why you're lookin' for trouble? Wanna bellow, wanna swear Take a pillow from that sofa over there Apply it to the face and scream real loud And get it out Just get it out You're vile with a capital V The dirty with a capital D The capital offense is against a feminine sensibility Vraiment? No use of livin' where the oven's hot You know you wear a hat in the club (yes, yes!) So pray tell, Little Miss Polka Dot So pray tell, Little Miss Polka Dot Why you're lookin' for trouble? Why you're lookin' for trouble? Why you're lookin' for trouble? Little missy
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Credits
- Writers
- The Lazours
- Patrick Lazour
- Daniel Lazour