I do not know what makes them tick

But little sisters, they make me sick

Big brothers do what ever they say

Like we’re their puppets they use for play

She put me in this long pink dress

I never felt so sad and depressed

Smeared some red gunk on my face

I must escape this crazy place

The heels I’m wearing are way to small

Why am I wearing these things at all

Chocked to death by this feathery thing

I can all most hear the angels sing

She placed a big hat on my head

This moment, you know, I gotta dread

I dread this entire thing you see

I really hate this dress-up tea