Oh dear, what will she do?
Hilton’s gone back and she’s feeling blue
The Judge said she had to

She is a crim
And so she had to go back
And though her mood was real black,
She had to go back

Paris, what can she do?
She had to go back when she’s feeling blue
Mummy, oh what will I do?

It’s beneath her,
She thought the sheriff was dim
Banned but drove on a whim,
She is a crim!

Oh how long will it take
Till she sees the mistake she has made?
Poor dear what will she do?
Hilton’s gone back and she’s feeling blue
Mummy, oh what can you do?

Oh how long will it take
Till she sees the mistake she has made?

Mummy, I don’t want to
I’ve got to go back, I said I was blue
Mummy, oh what can you do?

You are a crim
And so you have to go back
We don’t care if your mood is black,
You deserve to go back

Oh dear, what will she do
Poor lady muck is feeling so blue
Tell her, oh what she can do!