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.