Devil With The Blue Dress On

Fee, fee, fi, fi, fo-fo, fum
Look at Molly now, here she comes
Wearin her wig hat and shades to match
Shes got high-heel shoes and an alligator hat
Wearin her pearls and her diamond rings
Shes got bracelets on her fingers, now, and everything
Shes the devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Wearin her perfume, Chanel No. 5
Got to be the finest girl alive

She walks real cool, catches everybodys eye
Shes got such good lovin that they cant say goodbye
Not too skinny, shes not too fat
Shes a real humdinger and I like it like that
Shes the devil with the blue dress on, blue dress on, blue dress on,
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on

- Shorty Long
'Devil With The Blue Dress'

Was at my Gran's the other day when I realised just where my current fascination with blue frocks may have come from. She never wears anything but blue really, and hasn't for as long as I can remember. Always white hair and Yorkshire accent reminiscing about fields of bluebells she ran through many, many years ago. Soft blue cardigans, powder blue nighties and blue floral slippers sitting listening to cassettes of Pam Ayres.