I walk into the store
Seein’ dresses by the score
Oh, no-one loves them anymore
Then I see you ‘cross the room
And I smell your musty dust perfume
I take you to the changing room
You were worn when she was happy
Now you’re just a little shabby
Missing button, broken zip
But you’re beautiful! A perfect fit
I run my hands across
The fabric she has lost
Oh so much love, so little cost
I will stitch you up so fine
And you will be forever mine
My bargain basement valentine
I will wear you out to dances
Swirl your skirts
Admiring glances
You still have that musty smell
You make me sneeze but what the hell?
Woo hoo hoo!
You were worn when she was happy
Now you’re just a little shabby
Missing button, broken zip
But you’re beautiful! A perfect fit
We went out every night
You became a little tight
Oh baby, I don’t wanna fight
Don’t you say I’m getting’ fat
I just wont put up with that
Yeah, I can always take you back!
You’ve become a little tacky
I don’t feel that we’re so happy
Day has come …we must be parted
I’ll take you back to where we started
Ye he he!
I found the dress so right for me
At the opportunity
Oh baby, we weren’t meant to be…
© Genni Kane (Control)