She's an idiot

At Twisted Wheel I saw her standing at the bar
And thought what the hell, I'll go up and talk to her
My mind went blank, I couldn't think of what to say
She filled the dead air with her bullshit anyway

She thought the Ramones were a clothing line
And that The Queers were all gay
And that Ben Weasel was a cartoon character
And already i'm sick of her

She's an idiot, she's an idiot
Was happier just talking to myself
She's an idiot, she's an idiot
Conversing with her was bad for my health
It seems I've wasted so much time
Don't even want her to be mine
And if she's there at our next show, well I don't wanna know