She don't like the Toasters or the Skeletones
She'd rather pound some beers
And listen to the Ramones
Hemet backyard parties or hanging out at Johnnie's
"f**ing A/ right man", this is what she says
She loves alcohol, not Toots and the Maytals
Give her another beer, she'll kick your face in baby
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DD don't like ska, yes it's true
She likes to party like Motley Crue
DD don't likes ska, life's a b**h
She likes to get f**ed up and do f**ed up sh**
DD don't like ska, yes it's true
She likes to party like Motley Crue
DD don't likes ska, life's a b**h
She likes to get f**ed up and do f**ed up sh**
No trombones or saxophones
Skany guitars will make her groan
Smoking weed and not feeling irie
f** you hippies yelling at parties
Sloppy Seconds, Subhumans
She'll sing those songs again and again
Come back DD,DD come back to me
[Chorus]
Let's Go!