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
With the hollow jackpot of your wretched games,
She caught your sick lie,
It s creepin in the shadow of your white smile,
Lurking underneath the cover of your bedroom eyes,
Well, you re greasin up the lance for your small-fry,
You wanna talk it up, do you?
Well you re floatin like a royal balloon -- oh,
Your ego s swollen to the size of the moon, well,
I think you found somebody to cut you down to size.
Well well,
Yeah,
She s comin up from behind,
She s comin up from behind,
Yeah,
She s comin up from behind,
She s comin up from behind...

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