Here's a story from back in the day About a little whipper from around the way

Nancy, she don't take no shit A tough motherfucker, man, you might get hit

Just the other day I seen her walking down the street I said, where you going? She said, fuck you

I hate my life No one gives a fuck about what I'm going through

Whoa, whoa, Nancy, where you going? Whoa, whoa, Nancy, where you going?

So here's the thing about Nancy Spicy Latina, but she dates a nazi

She's a tough girl, yeah, she's real rude. For to losers, she's a softie

I got daddy issues, but he loves me Yeah, keep that in mind the next time you beat your ass

But then I heard a story that she beat up her dad

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, there's no way She beat up her dad?

She beat up her dad!

Whoa, whoa, Nancy, where you going? Whoa, whoa, Nancy, where you going?

I hate when you tell me what to do, I hate when you tell me what to wear

I hate how to do my hair Stop talking to me

Ha! Ha, ha, ha

Whoa, whoa, Nancy, where you going? Whoa, whoa, Nancy, where you going?