Sharada

Once upon a time there was a girlYou really wouldn't call her typicalHad her own definition of coolShe lived in her own worldShe had her own style her own rulesShe played along like it was usualNobody really even knew her nameHer life was one big gameShe got her head in the cloudsSharada, SharadaDon't know when she'll come downSharada, SharadaShe can't get to bedSharada, SharadaShe's got this song stuck in her head(her head, her head, song stuck in her head)Dreaming all dayThat's all she didEver since she was a little kidAll the teacher's thought that she was slowShe was just dreaming about her showAnd when they told her she's deliriousShe didn't careShe's just obliviousShe likes to make everyone curiousOne day she's gonna be famousShe got her head in the cloudsSharada, SharadaDon't know when she'll come downSharada, SharadaShe can't get to bedSharada, SharadaShe's got this song stuck in her head(her head, her head, she's got this song stuck in her head)She got her head in the cloudsSharada, SharadaDon't know when she'll come downSharada, SharadaShe can't get to bedSharada, SharadaShe's got this song stuck in her head(her head, her head)She got her head in the cloudsSharada, SharadaDon't know when she'll come downSharada, SharadaShe can't get to bedSharada, SharadaShe's got this song stuck in her head(her head, her head, her head, her head, her head)