Top Songs By Leslie Hall
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Leslie Meritt Hall
Performer
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Leslie Meritt Hall
Songwriter
Lyrics
Is that who I think it is, Could it really be
Dig up the dirt, Dig up the dirt, Dig up the dirt, Dig up the dirt
Somebody call 811 Cause I’m about to dig,
I’ve got to stretch all day just to keep my body moving
I’m tired in a way that's very confusing
Really need to rest my body we should probably stop this party
I’ll go rest in a dark place hide away my pretty face
Farewell to those who loved my sienara junior gems
I have you all I had to watch the downfall would be sad
I’ll rest in my bed champers, tame a reindeer become a painter
Does it mater probably not float to Maui on a yacht
So many years I’ve been gone, and the gems met gems
And more gems were spawned
They hear my lunges in there fabrics hear my whispers in their craft supplies
Mother gem never left you she just had to rest her thighs
Their finding dinosaurs with feathers
When they find my fossils they’ll find fringe
Their finding trilobites in desserts
When they find my fossils they’ll find wigs
She must have been a goddess - she must have been a goddess
Dig up the dirty unearth the diva, she needs to be onstage the children need her
Dig up the dirty unearth the diva, she needs to be onstage the people need her
Whats the magic word? PLEAAAASE
Their finding dinosaurs with feathers
When they find my fossils they’ll find fringe
Their finding trilobites in desserts
When they find my fossils they’ll find wigs
She must have been a goddess - she must have been a goddess
Dig up the dirt, dig up the dirt
From the prospective of a respected paleontologist
Year unknown
Look at what I found I’ll probably get an award, send it to a museum to be viewed and stored, female, age unknown but the joints are very gritty and pickle chip prone, update the history tell science the news we got a Prairie starlet who took a career snooze, move the mammoth that's 10,000 years old we got a doozy here she was pants in gold
Dig up the dirt unearth the diva, dig up the dirt unearth the diva
My god we found something, its me!!
Their finding dinosaurs with feathers
When they find my fossils they’ll find fringe
Their finding trilobites in desserts
When they find my fossils they’ll find wigs
She must have been a goddess - she must have been a goddess
She was and she still is
Written by: Leslie Meritt Hall