She don't like the Toasters or the Skeletones She'd rather pound some beers And listen to the Ramones Hemet backyard parties or hanging out at Johnnie's "f**ing A/ right man", this is what she says She loves alcohol, not Toots and the Maytals Give her another beer, she'll kick your face in baby [Chorus] DD don't like ska, yes it's true She likes to party like Motley Crue DD don't likes ska, life's a b**h She likes to get f**ed up and do f**ed up sh** DD don't like ska, yes it's true She likes to party like Motley Crue DD don't likes ska, life's a b**h She likes to get f**ed up and do f**ed up sh** No trombones or saxophones Skany guitars will make her groan Smoking weed and not feeling irie f** you hippies yelling at parties Sloppy Seconds, Subhumans She'll sing those songs again and again Come back DD,DD come back to me [Chorus] Let's Go!