Spy the little wiz kid, yeah,
She's streets ahead
On top of the daybreak and,
The last one to bed
Keeps her gizmo
Under her pillow
Little dust devil whipping up a storm
Paving the way for dropouts
She's equanimous to the norm
Come early evening,
Well she's banging off the ceiling
I say 'Come down! I am missing you."
If these little fingers could paint you into my picture
I say 'Come down! I am missing you."
If these little fingers could draw you into my picture
Holds the toilet seat around her neck
Writes the landlord out
Another open cheque
Come the daybreak well,
she's a self made
And I say 'Come down! I am missing you"
If these little fingers could paint you into my picture
And I say 'Come down! I am missing you"
If these little fingers could draw you into my picture
They surely would...
I say 'Come down! I am missing you"
If these little fingers could paint you into my picture
And I say 'Come down! I am missing you"
If these little fingers could draw you into my picture
I say 'Come down! I am missing you"
If these little fingers could paint you into my picture
I say 'Come down! I am missing you"
If these little fingers could draw you into my picture
They surely would...
