Narrator-type Person:
He was a boy
Who could inflate
I'll make it a little more obvious
He liked this girl
But he made her hurl
What more can I say
He wanted her
But she wouldn't tell
Secretly she wished he was down a well
And her and her friends
Stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his rubber clothes
He was Inflato-Boy
"Not even later boy"
That is what she really said
And then he went away
Didn't come back next day
And was left alone for dead
Five years later
She sits at home
Sitting on the couch and she's all alone
She turns on T.V.
Guess what she sees
Inflato-Boys beating up giant bees
She calls up her niece
She already knows
That he's the latest super he-er-o
With Elasto-girl
They are a team
That you can read about in Disney Magazine
He was Inflato-Boy
"Not even later boy"
That is what she really said
And now he's a superstar
Fighting evils from afar
And the evils end up dead
He was Inflato-Boy
"Not even later boy"
That is what she really said
And now he's a superstar
Fighting evils from afar
And the evils end up dead
Elatso-girl:
Sorry girl but you missed out
Well tough luck that boy's mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how you're story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see,
See the hero he could be
There is more that meets the eye
I see the rubber that's inside
Narrator-type Person
Inflato boy
And Elasto-girl
They fight crimes and some aliens
They are in love
Haven't you heard
How they rock each others world
Elasto-girl:
I'm with Inflato-boy
He's not quite a skater boy
But he's way too good for you
I'll be at the studio
Singing the song we wrote
We are stars and that is true
I'm with Inflato-boy
He's not quite a skater boy
But he's way too good for you
I'll be at the studio
Singing the song we wrote
We are stars and that is true