Monday morning, up at eight,nThe bus comes early from the bottom estate,nThe weekend was blue, and so are you,nSad boynnFront seat, top deck, look at the view,nWish you were 14 and going to school,nCan't forget what your girlfriend said to younLast night - she saidnnYou should put an advert in the music press,n'Sensitive boy needs a girl in a flowery dress',nYou're like bubblegum on my shoe,nNeed a stick to get rid of you,nYou're like bubblegum on my shoe,nCan't get it off, can't get off on younnBubble, bubble, bubble, bubble,nBubble, bubble, bubblegum,nBubble, bubble, bubble, bubble,nBubble, bubble, bubblegum,nBubble, bubble, bubble, bubble,nBubble, bubble, bubblegumnnBus pulls up in the middle of town,nBut you don't go to work, you just hang around,nTake a degree in self-pity,nSad boynnSit in a cafe, buy a cup of tea,nPut the change in the bandit, lose 50p,nGoing round in your head are the things that she said,nSo hurtfully - she saidnnYou should put an advert in the music press,n'Sensitive boy needs a girl in a flowery dress',nYou're like bubblegum on my shoe,nNeed a stick to get rid of you,nYou're like bubblegum on my shoe,nCan't get it off, can't get off on younnBubble, bubble, bubble, bubble,nBubble, bubble, bubblegum,nBubble, bubble, bubble, bubble,nBubble, bubble, bubblegum,nBubble, bubble, bubble, bubble,nBubble, bubble, bubblegumnnYou're like bubblegum, bubblegumnYou're like bubblegum, bubblegum, she saidnBubblegum, bubblegum, she saidnBubblegum, bubblegum