P.J. Harvey - Dress

Put on that dress,
I'm going, out dancing.
Starting off red,
gleam and sparkling,
he'll see me.
Music play,
make me dreamy for dancing.
Must be a way,
that I can dress to please him.
It's hard to walk, in the dress,
it's not easy.
I'm spilling over,
like a heavy loaded fruit tree.

If you put it on,
If you put it on.
If you put it on,
If you put it on.

It's sad to see,
lonely, or this lonely.
Close up my eyes.
Dreamy, dreamy music,
make it be alright.
And music play,
make it good for romancing.
Must be a way,
I can dress to please him.
Swinging, sway,
everything'll be alright.
But it's feeling so damn tight tonight.

If you put it on,
If you put it on.
If you put it on,
If you put it on.

"You pretty thing."
my man says,
"but I bought you,
beautiful dresses."

"You pretty thing."
my man says,
"but I bought you,
beautiful dresses."

Filthy tight,
the dress is filthy.
I'm falling flat,
and my arms are empty.
Been away,
better get it outta this room.
A fallen woman,
in dancing costume.

If you put it on,
If you put it on.
If you put it on,
If you put it on.

If you put it on,
If you put it on.
If youp ut it on,
If you put it on.