

(hey,
hey!)
She walks in late with a spark in her eyes,
Turning quiet little moments into wild surprise.
Got a million ideas and a pocket full of dreams,
Nothing ever happens quite the way it seems.
She says, "I didn't do it!" with a mischievous grin,
But everybody knows where the trouble begins.
Little Miss Chaos, lighting up the night,
Spinning everything around till it feels just right.
A little bit crazy,
a whole lot of fun,
Wherever she goes, the adventure's begun.
Oh-oh,
here she comes— Better hold on tight!
Little Miss Chaos, Making trouble
look alright.
Glitter on her hoodie,
headphones way too loud,
Dancing through the hallway like she owns the crowd.
She trips, she laughs,
then she does it again,
Turns an ordinary Tuesday into Saturday at ten.
Maybe she's a hurricane,
maybe she's a breeze,
Maybe she's exactly who she wants to be.
You never know what's coming next her way,
But somehow you don't want her to change.
Little Miss Chaos, lighting up the night,
Turning every wrong turn into something bright.
A little bit crazy,
a whole lot of fun,
She doesn't need a map—she just follows the sun.
Oh-oh,
here she comes— Everybody knows her
name!
Little Miss Chaos, Never playing it safe.
(Little Miss Chaos... yeah,
she's alright!) (haha)