Spy the little whizzkid, 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 And I said, "Come down, I am missing you If these little fingers could paint you into my picture" I said, "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 said, "Come down, I am missing you If these little fingers could paint you into my picture" And I said, "Come down, I am missing you If these little fingers could draw you into my picture" They surely would ♪ And I said, "Come down, I am missing you If these little fingers could paint you into my picture" And I said, "Come down, I am missing you If these little fingers could draw you into my picture" I said, "Come down, I am missing you If these little fingers could paint you into my picture" I said, "Come down, I am missing you If these little fingers could draw you into my picture" They surely would