
Your Dolly Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
He had never been to Dollywood
So I said we should go
I picked a day when Pete was engaged otherwise
Now, together at the ticket booth
we're alone for the first time
and he's halfway handsome, with his lazy eye
Ooh, for all my sins
I love him
Ooh, for all my sins
I love him
Can we go into Dolly's house
His face is a little boy's
I could bottle up that joy and drink it down like juice
A sack of flour by the stove
And newspaper on the walls
The tour is short; her cabin's only three rooms
Ooh, that boyish grin
I love him
Ooh, for all my sins
I love him
After the tour, he peers, detached
His researcher's mask is on
And he asks if I grew up in a place like that
No, Professor, as I recall
I say in a southern drawl
We even had ekel-tricity and all that
At least he's quick to apologize
Or maybe just justify
I just think you're funny like her, that's why
You mean I've got her tits? I say
And his lazy eye meets mine
Of course, he says, You dress much more refined
Ooh, for all his sins
I love him
Ooh, for my sins
I still love him
You could take me home
Love me
You could take me home
I want you to see me
And take me home
Love me
Just take me home
Tell me you see me
And take me home
Love me
Just take me home
I know you don't see me
But take me home
I'll be your dolly