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
