Lyrics Screeching Weasel

Screeching Weasel

Dingbat

She's a dingbat

She's a dingbat

Always walking in to trees

Wakes me up to ask if I'm asleep

Sits around stares in to 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 shut her mouth, give me a break

Oh God I hate her face

Dingbat, she is 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