Dingbat

She's a dingbat She's a dingbat 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 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 Dingbat, she is a dingbat She lives alone in her own world Naive wide eyed little girl Doesn't care that the world's a mess She's such a waste of flesh, a waste of flesh --- Dingbat - Screeching Weasel