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Lyricist: Mitch Ryder & The Detroit Wheels
Lyrics: 
 Number four on the Billboard charts, their biggest hit and only top five. Hey, hey Alright Jump up! Get it, hey
  Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress Devil with the blue dress on Ooh, yeah Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress Devil with the blue dress on
  Fee-fee, fi-fi, fo-fo, fum Look at Molly now, here she come Wearin' her wig-hat and shades to match Got a-high heel shoes and an alligator hat Wearin' her pearls and her diamond rings Got bracelets on her fingers now and everything
  Devil with the blue dress, blue dress on She's the devil with the blue dress on Lord have mercy Devil with the blue dress, blue dress on Devil with the blue dress on Hey
  Wearin' her perfume, Chanel No. 5 Got to be the finest girl alive She walks real cool, catches everybody's eye The cats'll be nervous, they can't say hi Not too skinny, she's not too fat She's a real humdinger and I like it like that
  Devil with the blue dress, blue dress on She's the devil with the blue dress on Hey, I say now Devil with the blue dress, blue dress on The devil with the blue dress on
  Good golly, Miss Molly, (Good golly, Miss Molly) Oh yeah, you sure like to ball.  (Good golly, Miss Molly) Yeah, yeah, good golly, Miss a-Molly, (Good golly, Miss Molly) Ah, you know you sure like to ball (Good golly, Miss Molly) It's late in the evening (Good golly, Miss Molly) Don't you hear your mama call? (Good golly, Miss Molly) Oh, from the early mornin', early mornin' Till the early, early night See Miss Molly rockin' at the House of Blue Light Good golly, Miss Molly, (Good golly, Miss Molly) You sure like to ball (Good golly, Miss Molly) Oh yeah, you're rockin' and rollin'  (Good golly, Miss Molly) Can't you hear your mama call? Ahh Hey, hey
  Fee-fee, fi-fi, fo-fo, fum Look at Molly now, here she come Wearin' her wig-hat and shades to match Got a-high heel shoes and an alligator hat Wearin' her pearls and diamond rings Got bracelets on her fingers now and everything
  Devil with the blue dress, blue dress on She's the devil with the blue dress on Ayy, I loves her Devil with the blue dress, alright Gonna sock it to me now Yeah (Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress) Oh, gotta jump up (Devil with the blue dress on) Hey Gotta, gotta, gotta jump up now (Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress) Gotta feel it, feel it.  (Devil with the blue dress on) 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
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