She was afraid to come out of the locker She was as nervous as she could beShe was afraid to come out of the locker She was afraid that somebody would seeTwo, three, four, tell the people what she woreIt was an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikiniThat she wore for the first time todayAn itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikiniSo in the locker she wanted to beTwo, three, four, stick around, we'll tell you moreSoto e deru no ga iya na noAtashi wa hato iri musumeDareka ni miraretaku naiDareka ga kuru no mo iyaTwo, three, four, ano ko wa nani wo kiteiru no?Sore wa mizutama moyou no kiroi bikini noTsuteki na style saOhatsu ni tsuketa bikini no styleLoka no mae de minnaHitori, futari, san nin, hora hora, uwasa wo shiteiru yoNow she's afraid to come out of the waterAnd I wonder what she's gonna doNow she's afraid to come out of the waterAnd the poor little girl turnin' blueTwo, three, four, tell the people what she woreIt was an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikiniThat she wore for the first time todayIt was an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikiniSo in the water she wanted to swimFrom the loka to the blanketFrom the blanket to the shoreFrom the shore to the waterGuess there isn't anymoreGuess there isn't anymoreGuess there isn't anymore