Rhonda Rhonda (Prodbykylewolf Mix)

Clock falls back, it's getting darker
I disappear into a haunted house horror
Glowing rouge he turns his shoulder
And his bouncing curls could be a little longer
All dolled-up, but only for the party
He lost a bet but he looks so darling
Shuffle sideways in the kitchen hallway
Narrow pace in a Chop Shop Causeway
All dolled up in a springtime dress
Curly-q's on his head and chest
Doily lace on the fringe of dress
Flip-cup blitz he's a Halloween mess
All dolled up in his Sunday Best
Only Wonder Woman she's the next best dressed
I don't really think you lost that bet
I'm a little more than curious, I must confess

Is that your name
Rhonda Rhonda
I like your game
Rhonda Rhonda

Little bit tipsy with natural charm
My initial reaction of a subtle alarm
Farmer's tan under strapless arms
Off-white flowers on a thrift store bargain
Shirley Temple outgrew his dress
But his curly-q's still pass the test
Rhonda glides with such finesse
To the Funeral Parlor from the Hula Contest
Black eyeshadow under tear-smeared blush
Soft complexion under two-day scruff
Get to know him and you'll start to blush
Purple nailpolish: I got a crush
My new girlfriend is running late to the party
We got a couple minutes if you wanna get naughty
Trick on my treat, pin the tail on your donkey
Adam's Apple bobbin' on a baritone barbie

Is that your name
Rhonda Rhonda
I like your game
Rhonda Rhonda

That ain't really a costume that you got on ya
If I teach you to Salsa, will you show me your Samba
Thanksgiving's coming up - let me meet your mama, Rhonda
Life of the the party, Rhonda Rhonda



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Falvey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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