Punky Brewster
I ran to the end of a rainbow's eyeThere wasn't any pot of gold.And there I found a new friend who's two feet tallOne hundred and four years old
Glomer is an orphanHe was left behindAnd a lot like PunkyHe is one of a kind
Punky BrewsterCome on it's just a fantasy,you know-uh-oh
Punky BrewsterI always want you here with meI know-uh-oh
Punky BrewsterNo one's gonna understandPunky BrewsterTogether we're the best of friends
Punky BrewsterI always want you here with meyou know-uh-oh.