Tekstovi: Screeching Weasel. Boogada Boogada Boogada. Dingbat.

She's a dingbat (x2)
Always walking in to trees
Wakes me up to ask if I'm asleep
Sits around stares in to space
Oh God I hate her face cause she's a dingbat
Her dumbness really bothers me
Brainless questions constantly
I wish shut her mouth, give me a break

Oh God I hate her face
She lives alone in her own world
Naive wide-eyed little girl
Dosen't care that the world's a mess
She's such a waste of flesh, a waste of flesh