Comin' Up From Behind

Oh, she's an eight ball
 She's rolling faster than a white wall
 She's got an avalanche packed in a snow ball
 She's losing all the leeches like a stonewall
 She's loaded up
 She's the underdog
 Gonna take a mighty swipe at the high hogs
 While they're sipping on their drinks in a thick fog
 Making eyes at the girls like bullfrogs
 I'm telling you sir
 She's coming up from, coming up from
 Coming up, coming up from behind, yeah
 She's coming up from, coming up from
 Coming up, coming 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 long shot
 She's got the truth and her tongue for a slingshot
 But she's taking steady aim at the big shots
 It's hard to miss the ruling bullies on the blacktop
 You better pocket your turf
 She's coming up from, coming up from
 Coming up, coming up from behind, yeah
 She's coming up from, coming up from
 Coming up, coming 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 was creeping in the shadow of your white smile
 Lurking underneath the cover of your bedroom eyes
 Were you greasing up plans for your small fry?
 You wanna talk it up, do you?
 Well you're floating 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
 Coming up from, coming up from
 Coming up, coming up from behind, yeah
 Well, well.
 She's coming up from behind
 Coming up from, coming up from
 Coming up, coming up from behind
 She's coming up from, coming up from
 Coming up, coming up from behind