She's got a lip ring and five colors in her hairNot into fashion, but I love the clothes she wearsHer tattoos always hit her by her underwearShe don't careEverybody wants to know her nameI threw a house party and she cameEveryone asks me, who the hell is she?That weirdo with five colors in her hairShe's just a lonerWith a sexy attitudeAnd I'd like to phone herCause she puts me in the moodAnd the room is spreading loudAnd she cooks in the ***And she don't careAnd she don't careEverybody wants to know her nameHow did she come up with a new buffet?Everyone asks meWho the hell is she?That weirdo with five colors in her hairShe was all I thought aboutThe girl I couldn't live withoutBut then she went insaneShe couldn't take the fameShe said I was to blameShe had enough of meAnd she five colors offed me nowShe's just a weirdo with no nameEverybody wants to know her nameYeah, yeah, yeahHow did she come up with a new buffet?Yeah, yeah, yeahEveryone ask meWho the hell is sheIf I get it up with my colours in my hair1, 2, 3, 4Do, do, do, do, doDo, do, do, do, doDo, do, do, do, do, doDoI'm too smart with theseDid you make my voice?Did you make my voice?