Rip Her To Shreds

Hey, psst psst, here she comes now



Oh, you know her

Would ya 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



Ehhh, 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's too much



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



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

She's so dull come on rip her to shreds



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 Comic

Always looking to create a scene



Ehhh, 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



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

Yeah she got the nerve to tell me

Huh she's so dull



Yeah there she goes now

She making out with King Kong

She take her boat to Hong Kong

Well, bye bye, sugar

And not a minute too soon