• Once there was a girl,
    That had hair with a little curl,
    The girl hade eyes of hate,
    And alwas was the "pick on" bate,

    She never really was brave,
    She alwas want to hide away,
    Maybe in a cave,
    She just wanted to stay far away,

    Away from all who mocked,
    But one day this girl will be the beggest thing on telivison,
    You'll laying on outline made of chalk,
    Cause of your dumd colision,

    She'll be famous or really rich,
    She'll show all who mocked her She was useful after all,
    She was the girl with a nevous twich,
    Now she'll be the one you want to call,

    Now are you brave enough to figuer out,
    Who I am talking about,
    I'm talking about me...
    Why oh why me........... cry