You wear more make-up than Zsa-Zsa Gabor Been engaged thirty times because you're a who*e Who did you blow to get in Tattoo magazine? They airbrushed your teeth so them sh**s would look clean You wanna be the coolest girl, the leader of the pack But you can't be respected when you're face-deep in sack You got pissed off online when your bubble started burstin' It's not my fault you f**ed everyone from Fat Rob to Rich Thurston I'd be so ashamed if you were my daughter Were you up all night when you f**ed Slaughter? f** any band whether Skinhead or dreaded Been in more tour vans than premium unleaded
More paint on your eyebrows than Tammy Fay Baker "X"es tattooed on your chest because you're a faker You "did something crazy" when you shaved your head But who's gonna f** the bands when AIDS k**s you dead? You even dated the singer from Strangers As h*mos This doesn't rhyme, you just f**ing s** Bright pink hair, thinking you look tight But you're not cute, you look like a transvestite f** anyone for scene points who's willing and able Been laid in more hotel rooms than basic cable Claiming straightedge but tipping back beers You'd f** Propaghandi except they're all queers