Aww, they call me Polly? That’s cute. Now spell it with a Y... and run. They said Polly Pocket, tiny little thing, Clip her to a keychain, give her little wings, I said baby, careful, check the fine print, Small enough to miss me, sharp enough to leave a dent. I’m polyphonic, every note is stacked, Polyrhythmic when I’m clapping right back, Polyglot mouth with a mountain-town twang, Say it real sweet while the punchline bangs. Fun-size? Sure. Pocket? Fine. But I got more angles than a polygon line. Call me little, call me cute, Then duck when I hit that bubblegum boom. Polly, Polly, Polly, put me in your pocket, Watch me pop out like a candy rocket, Polymer chain, I bend, don’t break, Polygraph says your whole take’s fake. Polly, Polly, Polly, yeah, I’m fun-size thunder, Tiny little queen with a bassline under, Poly, Polly, call it what you wanna, Pocket-sized problem in a bubblegum sauna. P-O-L-L-Y, Too small? Too bad. Still too fly. P-O-L-L-Y, That’s a lotta words for “nice try.” Polyester shine on a petty little skirt, Polyurethane bounce when I hit ‘em where it hurts, Polycarbonate crown, can’t crack this gloss, Polytechnic brain with a lollipop toss. Polynomial drama? Baby, solve for X, X is your ego getting checked by text, Polyvinyl smile, shiny and sweet, While I turn your whole nickname into my beat. Pocket doll? Fine. Mini? True. Still got a bigger vocabulary than you. Call me small, call me sweet, Then watch this Polly go repeat. Polly, Polly, Polly, put me in your pocket, Watch me pop out like a candy rocket, Polymer chain, I bend, don’t break, Polygraph says your whole take’s fake. Polly, Polly, Polly, yeah, I’m fun-size thunder, Tiny little queen with a bassline under, Poly, Polly, call it what you wanna, Pocket-sized problem in a bubblegum sauna. Polyamory? Nah, I got one giant man, Polysyllabic sass in a four-foot-ten can, Polyatomic pop, I’m charged and unstable, Put me on the shelf? I’ll dance on the table. Polycentric? Yep, I’m the middle of the mess, Polyunsaturated shade in a sundress, Polymath? Maybe. Polyglam? Facts. Polly got receipts in a bubblewrap stack. Polly, Polly, Polly, put me in your pocket, Watch me pop out like a candy rocket, Polymer chain, I bend, don’t break, Polygraph says your whole take’s fake. Polly, Polly, Polly, yeah, I’m fun-size thunder, Tiny little queen with a bassline under, Poly, Polly, call it what you wanna, Pocket-sized problem in a bubblegum sauna. Polly Pocket? Cute. Now check your pockets. I stole the chorus.
