(Performed by Marcy Playground) Ah, She's an eight ball, She's a'rollin faster than a white wall, She's got an avalanche packed into a snowball, She's a losin all the links, She's like a stonewall, She's loaded up,
She's the underdog, Gonna take a mighty swipe At the high horse, While'a sippin on her tricks In a pitfall, Makin eyes at the girls like bullfrogs, I'm telling you, sir,
(Chorus) She's comin up from, Comin up from, comin up, Comin up from behind,
Yeah, She's comin up from, Comin up from, comin up, Comin up from behind,
You'd like her hanging Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling, While your Wall Street pockets are jangling With the hollow jackpot of your rich kid games,
It's a longshot, She's got a troop and a tongue for a slingshot, But she's takin' steady aim At the bigshots, It's hard to miss the rolling-polies On the blacktop, You better watch your turf,
(Chorus) She's comin up from, Comin up from, comin up, Comin up from behind,
Yeah, She's comin up from, Comin up from, comin up, Comin up from behind,
You had her hanging Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling, While your golden-lined pockets were jangling
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