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.