Scooter Girl - Marshmallow

Composed by：Alan Gregg

See her once and you won't forget her

Riding a light blue lambretta

And you may have seen her round

Her wheels don't seem to touch the ground

Don't look now but there she goes

She waves to people that she knows

She weaves between the rush hour cars

With one hand on the handlebars

Scooter girl scooter girl

Did you ever see a cutter girl

A different kind of commuter girl

Born to ride she's a scooter girl

Sometimes she smiles as she passes

See yourself in her sunglasses

And then you turn back to see her

Looking in her rear view mirror

Scooter girl scooter girl

Did you ever see a cutter girl

A different kind of commuter girl

Born to ride she's a scooter girl

She smells of petrol and perfume

Oil grease and lavender

But you would give a million

Just to be her pillion passenger

See her riding in the rain

She's passing by your house again

You recognise that engine sound

And her wheels don't seem to touch the ground

Scooter girl scooter girl

Did you ever see a cutter girl

A different kind of commuter girl

Talking 'bout a scooter girl scooter girl

Did you ever see a cutter girl

A different kind of commuter girl

Born to ride she's a scooter girl

Born to ride she's a scooter girl

Born to ride she's a scooter girl