with a tongue like a battering ram
the wench is on everyone´s scams
telling stories, telling lies
causing close friends to divide
a kind word for every face, then puts your words in another place
twists the tale so she prevails
she´s got ways that never fail
because she´s got a tongue like a battering ram
someone ought to put her in her place
barging into everyone´s space
she´s got a tongue like a battering ram
her best friend is at it too, everyone else plays the fool
gets her kicks off bathroom walls, she´s got them wired, wrote them all
an inquiring mind, she wants to know
rona barrett´s way too slow
gonna tell the world someday
who got drunk and who got laid.