Mission Control Meltdown

Dreams of play and candy land School can wait, that's her plan Mom and Dad, they call her name But this girl, she's in her own game [Pre-Chorus] She's hiding in her bed, thinks she's so sly Feigning sleep when they peek, not a schoolgirl this guy Hurry, now hurry, hurry She's the girl who's just too smart [Verse 2] Says she's got a tummy ache, her pony's sick, for goodness' sake Pleading with her big brown eyes Her clever tricks and little lies She's got a world of her designs Alarm starts ringing, it’s a quarter to eight Crafting excuses, she’s a little head of state She claims her homework’s on the moon And space missions don’t launch till noon [Pre-Chorus] Slippery like an eel, dodging her morning meal Lazing like a queen, in her PJ's she’s still keen Now Mom's in a frenzy, and Dad's in a twist Scramblin' 'round the house, checks another task off the list But our girl, she's on a roll, with a new plan in her hideout Echoes of 'You'll miss the bus!' met with silence, not a shout [Chorus] The clock's ticking, hands are waving, but she's staging her own coup Says she's launched her own space program, needs a team and mission control too