[Intro: Michele, playful and conversational, guest joins last line] Girl, if you like it Put it on [Verse 1: Michele solo, smoky raspy alto, playful behind the beat delivery] You been standing in that mirror Picking everything apart That dress has been hanging there With the tag still on since March You bought it 'cause you loved it Then somebody made you doubt What the hell are you saving it for? Girl, put the damn thing on [Pre-Chorus: Michele begins, guest joins with gritty harmony as groove builds] Quit asking if you're too old Too much, too loud, too late Half the rules you've been living by Somebody else made anyway [Chorus: both women, Michele carries melody, guest adds gritty harmony and playful responses] Wear the damn dress Order what you want Laugh so hard the whole damn table Turns around to see what's up Dance if there's a song on Even if nobody else does You don't owe the room an apology For taking up a little space Wear the damn dress And go have yourself a day [Verse 2: guest solo, gritty raspy weathered female vocal, confident soulful belt with playful swagger] Wear the heels if you want to Kick 'em off before you're done Let the phone ring through dinner You're too busy having fun Buy yourself the good coffee Take the long way home And if somebody doesn't like it That's their problem, carry on [Pre-Chorus: guest begins, Michele answers with loose soulful harmony] Quit asking if you're too old Too much, too loud, too late You spent enough damn years Trying to keep everybody comfortable [Chorus: both women equally featured, soulful harmony with loose call and response] Wear the damn dress Order what you want Laugh so hard the whole damn table Turns around to see what's up Dance if there's a song on Even if nobody else does You don't owe the room an apology For taking up a little space Wear the damn dress And go have yourself a day [Bridge: playful vocal trade, band pulls back, each woman takes alternating lines] [Michele] Wrinkles mean you laughed some [Guest] Gray means you've been around [Michele] Maybe things don't sit exactly [Guest] Where they did at twenty-five [Michele] So what? You're still right here [Guest] And you're looking pretty damn good [Both] Quit saving all your favorite things Girl, wear 'em like you should [Break: drums and bass slam back in, rapid playful call and response] [Michele] Too old? [Guest] SAYS WHO? [Guest] Too loud? [Michele] FOR WHO? [Both] Too much? DAMN RIGHT! [Final Chorus: both women full voice, Michele smoky soul against guest's gritty belt, harmonies and overlapping ad libs] Wear the damn dress Order what you want Laugh so hard the whole damn table Turns around to see what's up Dance if there's a song on Hell, dance when there ain't one You don't owe the room an apology For taking up a little space Wear the damn dress And go have yourself a day [Outro: groove loosens, both women laughing and trading lines naturally] [Michele] Wear the damn dress [Guest] Yeah, that one [Michele] You know the one [Both] Put it on
