She's got no money to bet, but she could be a bookie

She's got no fame yet, but she could sing her boogie

She's hiding on her bubble gum, she's looking for a real chum

She knows more than anyone; her day will come.

She's got an old mobile, but could receive calls

She's got a pretty smile, but no one gives a hand when she falls

She's hiding on her bubble gum, she's looking for a real chum

She knows more than anyone; her day will come.

She's got a pretty face, just waiting a kiss

She's got her own charm, but she has never been on the 'hot list'

Hiding on her bubble gum, looking for a real chum

She knows more than anyone; her day will come.

She likes brown with blue, like fixing things with glue

She likes old socks, like walking on rocks

She likes permanent pen, likes sleeping at ten

To wake up and watch the sun, while she

She chews her bubble gum, looking for a real chum

She knows more than anyone; her day will come.

She's got a pretty face, just waiting for a kiss

She's got her own charm, but never been on the 'hot list'

She's hiding on her bubble gum, she's looking for a real chum

She knows more than anyone; her day will come.