(instrumental intro)

That Ann Coulter broad - what's there to like?
Perhaps she was a meanie as a tyke.
Now she stands for the looney Right and W.
A big pain in the neck who's lost her mind;
Her hate does ooze.

And did you think this fool could stop her spin?
The brains on her could fit upon a pin.
She must embrace the Shrub and his simple ways.
She really needs to show what's so outstanding -
Did Bush get A's?

Don't you know I can't stand her now; not that I ever did.
Squawking like a true conniver.
Acting like a little kid.
No, I can't stand her, after all her slime.
There will be no peace, just strife, in that dimwit Coulter's mind.
I can't stand her... (n'yea, n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand her... (n'yea, n'yea, n'yea)

Yeah, it takes a real dope to spin;
She'll prop up Dubya to help him run again.
The crap she said will not be watered down
And if the right wing were a circus, she's be head clown by now.

Don't you know I can't stand her now, not that I ever did.
Squawking like a true conniver, acting like a little kid.
No, I can't stand her, after all her slime.
There will be no peace, just strife, in that dimwit Coulter's mind.
I can't stand her... (n'yea, n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand her... (n'yea, n'yea, n'yea)

(instrumental break)

Don't you know I can't stand her now, not that I ever did.
Squawking like a true conniver, acting like a little kid.
No, I can't stand her, after all her slime.
There will be no peace, just strife, in that dimwit Coulter's mind.
I can't stand her... (n'yea, n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand her... (n'yea, n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand her... (n'yea, n'yea, n'yea)
I can't stand her... (n'yea, n'yea, n'yea)

(repeat refrain and fade)