Melanie looks a lot like Stephanie She looks a lot like Jane Who looks a lot like Amy Who looks a lot like Emily
Melanie, I wonder what she's telling me now How she's twenty grand in dept Or someone famous that she slept with Or how everybody loves her Or what drugs she doesn't take
I don't really know why I talk to her I guess cause she has big fat eyes And swallows awkward silences So you don't even have to try Besides she never really talks to you She's always looking across the room At someone who just came inside
Melanie How the hell did she get to be The way that she is How could anyone ever say they really loved her I feel sorry for her unborn kids
Melanie Looking so heavenly She's nature's great creation She better be She has no female friends And she's not much for conversation
Melanie Are you really as mentally as dead as you seem I want to rip you apart at the seams Just to know what's inside But I'm afraid of what I'll see
I know, I know, I know, I know She'll be in the front row at the show She used to date someone in the band She drinks until she can hardly stand Some sucker holds her hand While she throws up in the van Melanie How the hell did she get to be The way that she is How could anyone ever say they really loved her I feel sorry for her unborn kids
Melanie Looks a lot like Bethany She looks a lot like Tiffany She looks a lot like Natalie
They ought to put you away Because you're too good-looking They ought to put you in chains Before you get your hooks in They ought to smack you around They ought to cut off your tongue They ought to shave off your eyebrows And send you to a nun They ought to get you a job 'Cause you have too much fun They ought to carve you in marble And sell you by the ton