Bubblegum in her mouth, bubble gum in her hair.
Mini Skirt and fishnets makes all the old people stare.
Red lipstick, blue eye liner.
Damn that girl can’t get finer.
Ring around her nose, Freedom in her head.
She leaves home to fight for the dead.
Peace around her neck, Her heart in pieces.
She runs away to speak for the speechless.
Acid in her system, room full of faces
A life where people are spaces.
A girl who see’s no difficulties,
She’s a girl from the 80’s