[Verse 1]
She's a leprechaun with a mouth full of bile
She's a movie lover, suckin' cock in the aisle
It's like ten thousand dicks, when you're not really gay
She's a death row contract, when you hate Dr. Dre

[Pre-Chorus]
And I think she's moronic

[Chorus]
It's a real pain when she hits the airwaves
With a pack of lies that she wrote in the third grade
She's a head of lice that you just can't shake
And each single makes me sicker

[Verse 2]
To imagine her naked, I'm afraid to see (I'm afraid to see)
I took my suitcase and broke her left titty
When I was at Bernie Grundman's mastering loud
I had the chance to burn her masters and I wish that I had

[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause I think that she's moronic
Bleh bleh bleh

[Chorus]
It's pure pain when she hits the airwaves
And I hope she dies with pure salt in her veins
She's a head of lice that you just can't shake
And each single makes me sicker
[Bridge]
She has a funny way
Of processing all of her vocals through a stereo chorus and delay
Yeah, she has a funny, funny way
Of singing all of her bridges like the kibbity-kibbity-kibbity-kibbity Count Bass

[Pre-Chorus]
Isn't she moronic, don't you think?
Never once melodic, you know I really do think

[Chorus]
It's pure pain when she hits the airwaves
With a pack of lies that she wrote in the third grade
She's a head of lice that you just can't shake
And each single makes me sicker

Fuck you
Fuck you