(Hey! Psst PSST! Here she comes now.)
Oh, you know her, here she comes now
Oh, you know her, would you look at that hair
Yeah, you know her, check out those shoes
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues

She looks like the Sunday comics
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
Her nose job is real atomic
All she needs is an old knife scar

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds

Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Red eye shadow! Green mascara!
Yuck! She is too much (for me personally)

She looks like she don't know better
A case of partial extreme
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Acting like a soap opera queen

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds

Looks like she don't know better

She got the nerve to tell me she's not on it
But her expression is too serene
Yeah, she looks like she washes with Comet
Always looking to create a scene

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull. Rip her to shreds
She's so dull. Rip her to shreds
Wow!

Oh no she didn't, oh no she didn't, wow
She did!

Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Yeah, you know her, with the fish-eating grin
She's so dull (she's so dull)

Yeah, she got the nerve to tell me!
Huh, she's so dull
Yeah, there she goes now
She's making out with King Kong
She can take her boat to Hong Kong
Well, bye bye sugar
And not a minute too soon, baby girl
Bye bye now
We don't like you come around here
Ah ah
She is so dull
She is so dull
How about a little spicy you like, you know, come on
Spice, spicy, yeah...

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