Lyrics to Bachelorette
Bachelorette, you climb on rooftops and you Bachelorette.
You can turn dust into champagne. You even remember his name...
Bachelorette, the Braves you painted pink, painted pink for bachelorettes.
You tried to show him that he can, but you can never rush a man.
You must remember you're a car girl, you're a star girl, you are at the door.
The tide will turn. There's a window, there's a window.
Yeah lum... You climb on rooftops an' you, mmm umm...
You tried to show him that he can, but you can never rush a man.
Yeah, no, say, bachelorette.
The things you do girls, to your bachelorettes.
You thought that mmm... inside of you's, and that I lie-lie-lie-lie-lie.
You must remember you're a car girl, you're a star girl, you are at the door.
The tide will turn. There's a window, there's a window.
Bachelorette, you fly alone now and you cry sometimes.
There's nothing like it in the world. You'll go to Paris on your own.
Oh... just bacherlorette. You climb on rooftops and you bachelorette,
You can turn dust into champagne,
You even yiy da da da die, ya da da, ay-ay-ay-ay-hi...
You can turn dust into champagne. You even remember his name...
Bachelorette, the Braves you painted pink, painted pink for bachelorettes.
You tried to show him that he can, but you can never rush a man.
You must remember you're a car girl, you're a star girl, you are at the door.
The tide will turn. There's a window, there's a window.
Yeah lum... You climb on rooftops an' you, mmm umm...
You tried to show him that he can, but you can never rush a man.
Yeah, no, say, bachelorette.
The things you do girls, to your bachelorettes.
You thought that mmm... inside of you's, and that I lie-lie-lie-lie-lie.
You must remember you're a car girl, you're a star girl, you are at the door.
The tide will turn. There's a window, there's a window.
Bachelorette, you fly alone now and you cry sometimes.
There's nothing like it in the world. You'll go to Paris on your own.
Oh... just bacherlorette. You climb on rooftops and you bachelorette,
You can turn dust into champagne,
You even yiy da da da die, ya da da, ay-ay-ay-ay-hi...
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