Everything about her is wrong She's the kind of creep that would just lead you along She acts so sweet but that's a little trick Yeah, she is a very duplicitous chick Everything about her is fake I've met spurious girls before but she takes the cake She acts naive but that's a little game Yeah, she puts Gustave Flaubert's Madame Bovary to shame Her contempt for manners eclipsed by no other For instance, an Oedipus learned from her mother Everything about her is base She belongs to the Machiavellian race She acts austere but that's a little joke Because this little trollop is quite morally broke Everything about her is sick I've seen her smashing harmless bu*terflies with a brick She acts so kind but that's a little ruse Any guy trying to win her is just destined to lose The malice in her soul isn't quite so bad Her preciosity veils a heart like an oubliette Everything about her's a mess To look in her eyes is to see A cold and inhuman abyss Her mind appears controlled By a drunk navigator Her moods are like a child Playing in an elevator