She was so high she did not recognize
The cops she tried to terrorize
Practicing her bottle throw
Miss 40-Love - she's been cuffed again
This time it's not bedroom games
Don't all birthdays blow?

(Blow!)

Miss - Love - is - breakin' parole - Courtney's
Been smackifried
Too many times before
I - like - her - flashin' doll parts at me
But I'll have - no choice
'Cause they might throw her butt in the hole
Ho-o-ole
Ho-o-ole
Ho-o-o

I try my best to be at every show
Never know what crap she'll throw
So whack me with that microphone
(Ow!)
Your Honor, rock and roll's no felony
I WANT my Celebrity
Skin, assault, and battery

(Good thro-ow!)

Miss - Love - is - losin' control - clearly
She's come untied
Too many times before
Her - life's - a - tabloid catastrophe
But I'll praise - Miss World
While bleeding from this flashlight-sized hole
Ho-o-ole
Ho-o-ole
Ho-o-o

Love, please un-smack your brain
Don't pull a Kurt Cobain
There's lots of crowds left to excite (to incite - to pick fights)
Let's grow old praying for
Your Hole reunion tour
I'll wear diapers there
Because I KNOW you'll nail me with your wheelchair

Miss - Love - has - played Whack-a-Mole - on me
Smoked Naugahyde
Too many times before
Her - tour's - been cancelled, surprisingly
So I'm in - rehab
The only place for Love anymore

[Repeat erratically]