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Hey! PSST! Here she comes now.
EA
Oh, you know her, would you look at that hair
EA
Yeah, you know her, check out those shoes
F#mAE
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues
F#mAE
She looks like the Sunday comics
F#mAE
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
F#mAE
Her nose job is real atomic
F#mB
All she needs is an old knife scar
AB
Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
AB
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
( EAEA )
EA
Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
EA
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
F#m
Red eye shadow! Green mascara!
AE
Yuck! She's too much!
F#mAE
She looks like she don't know better
F#mAE
A case of partial extreme
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Dressed up in a Robert Hall sweater
F3mB
Acting like a soap opera queen
AB
Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
AB
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
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AF#mAE
She got the nerve to tell me she's not on it
F#mAE
But her expression is too serene
F#mAE
Yeah, she looks like she washes with Comet
F#mB
Always looking to create a scene
AB
Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
AB
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
AB
She's so dull. RIP HER TO SHREDS!
( EAEAE )
EA
Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
EA
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
EA
Yeah, you know her, with the fish-eating grin
E
She's so dull
A
Yeah, she's got the nerve to tell me!
EA
Huh, she's so dull
E
Yeah, there she goes now
AE
She making out with King Kong
AE
She take her boat to Hong Kong
AE
Well, bye bye sugar!
AEAEAEA
And not a minute too soon