She's crossed somewhere the line,
She's commited her most hideous crime,
Disorder life-style and plain sin
What a way to spend her time!
Nice living, squeaky clean,
Forget it! she keeps her hands with grime,
Disorder life-style and plain sin
What a way to spend her time!
From break of day to past bed-time,
She spends her life by doing evil,just fine
With no remorse, she cries and whines
'Cause life, to her, isn't really, worth a dime!
