She's forgotten her car keys
And the flowers for her friends
They say she's a harpy
But she is on her meds

'Cause you're holding onto someone who's special
Educating someone who's mental
Giving the fat pigs their facial
We all listen to deathmetal

Don't, do-, do-, don't, don't
Do-, do-, do-, don't, do-, don't
Do-, do, don't, don't, do-, don't
Don't play the track
Do-, do-, don't, don't, do-
Do-, don't, do-, don't, don't
Don't, don't, don't, do-, don't
Don't play the track

She's mates with Roy Fokker
He's completely faced
She's in with the rockers
But it's not to her taste

'Cause you're holding onto someone who's special
Educating someone who's mental
Giving the fat pigs their facial
We all listen to deathmetal

Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go

No one knows
Where she goes
No one knows
Where she goes

La-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la