Well, well, she started to grin
So I sit around and she said
She said it feels so good,
That you drive me off the bed

She'll be better off dead
Hey
Well, alright

Well then her mother came in
She was sipping her drink she said
Keep your hands off my daughter
The girl's only thirteen
She's aint never given head
So you better keep your hands off her
Your hands will turn red

She'll be better off dead
Hey
Well, alright

Dead, dead, dead
(She'll be better off dead)
Dead, dead, dead
(She'll be better off dead)