Pretty Polly Songtext

von Gilbert o'Sullivan

Pretty Polly what have you done to your hair
Keeping it in rollers won't get it nowhere
Neither will it turn you into what
Your mother prescribed when your father forgot
Don't you think the boys could be looking at you
After all you've got what it takes for them too
Plus a little extra which I feel sure
Will knock every knocker of Diana's door

It isn't funny I know
But what's the point me hanging around
When all I get from seeing you
Is browned off, browned off, browned

[Solo]
Pretty Polly don't be so anxious to smile
We don't want the male population run wild
All we ask is will one sweet young man
Be anxious enough to take you off my hands