Im just a typist in a low paid job

[Verse 1] I'm just a typist In a low paid job Stacking forms and coffee rings For a man who never stops You can never marry the boss That's what they always said But I kept my eyes on the margin And the numbers in my head [Pre-Chorus] One little smear Turned into fame Black on white Then I signed my name [Chorus] I invented Tippex Now watch me shine I invented Tippex And I crossed that line The boys line up At my desk each day I invented Tippex And I wrote my way [Verse 2] They laughed at my cardigan My lunch in a tin But I saw every typo Like a door I could get in I mixed up the white and the bright On a tray in the back Then the whole room changed on me With a little painted crack [Pre-Chorus] One little smear Turned into gold From the cheapest chair To a story told [Chorus] I invented Tippex Now watch me shine I invented Tippex And I crossed that line The boys line up At my desk each day I invented Tippex And I wrote my way [Bridge] Not his girl Not his prize Just a woman with a clue And a thousand hidden tries [Final Chorus] I invented Tippex Now watch me shine I invented Tippex And I crossed that line The boys line up At my desk each day I invented Tippex And I wrote my way I invented Tippex I made a million I invented Tippex Now the world comes fillin'