Oh, you know her Would ya 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
Ehh, she's so dull Come on rip her to shreds She's so dull Come on rip her to shreds
Oh, you know her 'Miss Groupie Supreme' Yeah you know her 'Vera Vogue' on parade
Red eye shadow Green mascara Yuck, 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
Ehh, she's so dull Come on rip her to shreds She's so dull Come on rip her to shreds
She got the nerve to tell me she's not on it But her expression is too serene Yeah, she looks like she washes with Comet Always looking to create a scene
Ehh, she's so dull Come on rip her to shreds She's so dull Come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull Rip her to shreds
Oh, you know her Miss. Groupie Supreme Yeah, you know her Vera vogue on parade
Yeah, you know her With the fish eating grin
She's so dull Yeah, she got the nerve to tell me Huh, she's so dull Yeah, there she goes now
She's making out with King Kong She take her boat to Hong Kong Well, bye, bye, sugar And not a minute too soonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
