[Intro]
Hey, psst-psst, here she comes now
[Verse 1]
Oh, you know her
Would you look at that hair?
Yeah, you know her
Check out those shoes
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues
She looks like the Sunday comics
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
Her nose job is real atomic
All she needs is an old knife scar
[Chorus]
Ew, she's so dull
Come on, rip her to shreds
She's so dull
Come on, rip her to shreds
[Verse 2]
Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Red eye shadow, green mascara
Bleh, she's too much
She looks like she don't know better
A case of partial extreme
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Acting like a soap opera queen
Hey, psst-psst, here she comes now
[Verse 1]
Oh, you know her
Would you look at that hair?
Yeah, you know her
Check out those shoes
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues
She looks like the Sunday comics
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
Her nose job is real atomic
All she needs is an old knife scar
[Chorus]
Ew, she's so dull
Come on, rip her to shreds
She's so dull
Come on, rip her to shreds
[Verse 2]
Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Red eye shadow, green mascara
Bleh, she's too much
She looks like she don't know better
A case of partial extreme
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Acting like a soap opera queen
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