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