Hey, psst, psst, here she comes now Ah, you know her, would you look at that hair Yeah, you know her, check out those shoes She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's booze She looks like Sunday comics She thinks she's Brenda Stone Her nose job is real atomic All she needs is a moment's smile She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds Ah, you know her, Miss Groovy Supreme Yeah, you know her, barrel ball on parade Red eyeshadow, green mascara, yeah, she's too much She looks like she don't know better A case of partial extreme Dressed in a rather rough sweater Acting like a soap opera queen She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's got the nerve to tell me she's not honest But her impression is too serene Yeah, she looks like she watches the comics Always looking to create a scene She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds She's so dope, come on, rip that to shreds Ah, you know her, mischievous supreme Yeah, you know her, barrel ball on parade Yeah, you know her, with the fishy entrance She's so dope, yeah, she's got the nerve to tell me Huh, she's so dope Hey, there she goes now She may be a nasty King Kong But she takes a *** to Hong Kong Well, bye-bye, sugar And not a minute too soon