Chubby Jayla Rode the Southern Skies Nicknamed her Rubba and she loved fries
Drunk on dreams, she chased the night Riding hard to find her light
Tim Naki was her guiding star Fast and wild, crashed every bar
Parents wished she rode like Jonty. But she'd rather stuff her face with ice cream
Rubba on Berkeley Square she flew Ballarat Cup she took the view
From doubters' eyes and hopes misplaced Victory's sweet, her dream embraced
Whiskey nights and reckless youth Till she found her own hard truth
In the saddle she fought her way Burned through nights and faced the day
B.K. yelled who ate all the pies Never thought she'd reach the skies
But Rubba proved them wrong that morn And with that win her dreams reborn
Rubba on Berkeley Square she flew Ballarat Cup she took the view
From doubters' eyes and hopes misplaced Victory's sweet, her dream embraced
Rubba on Berkeley Square she flew Bellarat Cup she took the view
From doubters' eyes and hopes misplaced Victory's sweet, her dream embraced