Pretty Little Dress
Don't call me baby
Honey or toots
Men like that
Are considered schmutz
Don't tell me to smile
To be more pretty
Giving men a bad name
It's an awful pity
Don't whistle as I walk
Or ogle as I pass
If that's your prerogative
You better find a little class
Cause I wear that pretty little dress for me
Not for you
And that bright red lip
Well that's for me too
And those killer high heels
Need I review
Like to dress up
Cause it makes me feel good
I'm not asking for attention
Am I understood
You mutter "hey beautiful"
With that sleazy vibe
Please rest assured
I do not subscribe
I feel your eyes linger
As I walk on by
And no I didn't avoid you
Because I am shy
You yell out the window
Give that horn a beep
When you do that boys
I think you're a creep
If I want your opinion
Or approval
I'll ask no doubt
Or issue your removal
No need to argue
Or give an excuse
You won't win this one
And you won't amuse
It's sad to say
It's not my first rodeo
So stop your mansplaining
And let it go
Cause I wear that pretty little dress for me
Not for you
And that bright red lip
Well that's for me too
And those killer high heels
Need I review
Like to dress up
Cause it makes me feel good
I'm not asking for attention
Am I understood
Honey or toots
Men like that
Are considered schmutz
Don't tell me to smile
To be more pretty
Giving men a bad name
It's an awful pity
Don't whistle as I walk
Or ogle as I pass
If that's your prerogative
You better find a little class
Cause I wear that pretty little dress for me
Not for you
And that bright red lip
Well that's for me too
And those killer high heels
Need I review
Like to dress up
Cause it makes me feel good
I'm not asking for attention
Am I understood
You mutter "hey beautiful"
With that sleazy vibe
Please rest assured
I do not subscribe
I feel your eyes linger
As I walk on by
And no I didn't avoid you
Because I am shy
You yell out the window
Give that horn a beep
When you do that boys
I think you're a creep
If I want your opinion
Or approval
I'll ask no doubt
Or issue your removal
No need to argue
Or give an excuse
You won't win this one
And you won't amuse
It's sad to say
It's not my first rodeo
So stop your mansplaining
And let it go
Cause I wear that pretty little dress for me
Not for you
And that bright red lip
Well that's for me too
And those killer high heels
Need I review
Like to dress up
Cause it makes me feel good
I'm not asking for attention
Am I understood
Credits
Writer(s): Tammy Whetham
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