Come on rip her to shreds
Oh, you know her, Miss Groupie Supreme
She's too much
She's so dull
She’s so dull, rip her to shreds
Well, bye bye sugar
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
Yeah, you know her, Vera Vogue on parade
All she needs is an old knife scar
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues
Yeah, you know her, check out those shoes
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Yeah, you know her, Vera Vogue on parade
Come on rip her to shreds
Yeah, there she goes now
Yeah, she got the nerve to tell me
Acting like a soap opera queen
But her expression is too serene
She looks like the Sunday comics
She making out with King Kong
Yeah, she's so dull
She got the nerve to tell me she's not on it
Her nose job is real atomic
Yeah, she’s so dull, come on rip her to shreds
Come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull
She looks like she don't know better
Yeah, she looks like she washes with comet
Always looking to create a scene
She's so dull
Red eye shadow, green mascara
She takes her boat to Hong Kong
She's so dull
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
Oh, you know her, Miss Groupie Supreme
A case of partial extreme
Yeah, she's so dull
Come on rip her to shreds
Yeah, you know her with the fish eating grin
