Dingbat

Dingbat

She's a dingbat

Always walking into trees

Wakes me up to ask if I'm asleep

Sits around, stares into 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 she'd shut her mouth, give me a break

Oh God, I hate her face

I hate her face

Dingbat

She's 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

A waste of flesh

A waste of flesh

A waste of flesh