Lletres: Ashlee Simpson. Autobiography. La La.

You sure can dress me up in diamonds
You sure can dress me up in dirt
You can throw me like a lineman
I like it better when it hurts

Oh, I have waited here for you
I have waited

You make me wanna la la in the kitchen on the floor
I'll be your french mate where I meet you at the door
I'm like an alley cat drink the milk if I'll want
You make me wanna, you make me wanna scream

You can meet me on an aeroplane
Or in the back of the bus
You can throw me like a boomerang
I'll come back and beat you up

Oh, I have waited here for you
Don't keep me waiting

You make me wanna la la in the kitchen on the floor
I'll be your french maid where I'll meet you at the door
I'm like an alley cat drink the milk up I want more
You make me wanna

You make me wanna la la in the kitchen on the floor
I'll be your french maid where I'll meet you at the door
I'm like an alley cat drink the milk up I want more
You make me wanna, you make me wanna scream

I feel safe with you
I can be myself tonight
It's alright with you
'Cause you hold my secrets tight
You do, you do

You make me wanna la la la
You make me wanna la la la

You make me wanna la la in the kitchen on the floor
I'll be your french maid where I'll meet you at the door
I'm like an alley cat drink the milk up I want more
You make me wanna

You make me wanna la la in the kitchen on the floor
I'll be your french maid where I'll meet you at the door
I'm like an alley cat drink the milk up I want more
You make me wanna, you make me wanna scream

You make me wanna la la la
You make me wanna la la la
You make me wanna la la la
You make me wanna la la la