From the corner of my eye
The Chinese baby cries for you
It sounds like boo-hoo
So rub my stomach for good luck
To pass that driving test
It's hard, I know that green means go
Your boyfriend's calling you
To tell you that you're through
With love and all the stars above
Your head, well, it seems to weigh you down
And it's decorated with a frown
From the corner of my eye
The Chinese baby cries for you
It sounds like boo-hoo, boo-hoo-hoo
Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo, boo-hoo-hoo, boo-hoo-hoo-hoo
