Z Berg
Little Yellow Dress
[Verse 1]
We slipped out under cover of champagne
You tried to kiss me by the dollar sale
Instead, I took your hand as you rode around the aisles
Filling up our pockets with aspartame
[Chorus]
And your little yellow dress
Made me go ballistic
I begged you not to change it
And you never did
I'm so glad that you
Disappeared when things got bad
And I cut off all my hair
[Verse 2]
You swore I would stay forever pissed in boots and jeans
Pegged at the ankle by the seam
You checked out before I started writing
Could you hear the sirens in your dream?
[Chorus]
In your little yellow dress
Girl, you're so sadistic
You let me underneath it
But now you keep it hid
I'm so glad that you
Disappeared when things got bad
And I cut off all my hair
[Verse 3]
I still keep my money in a pillow on my bed
Yes, the black dog's still following
You would find it funny, maybe hysterical
But I still believe in miracles
[Chorus]
In your little yellow dress
You thought you were a mystic
You thought you could predict it
But you never could
A little yellow dress
Made me go ballistic
I never will forget it
And I never should