A lass with purple hair,
Tattoos so debonair,
Boots right up to there,
That's the girl for me.

She likes a little smack,
Not scared to give it back,
Her last boyfriend was black,
That's the one for me.

We rock to Sebadoh,
Mix tapes from long ago,
She inhales and she blows,
That's the girl for me.

Wise beyond her years,
Lives with hardcore queers,
Shedding punk-rock tears,
That's the one for me.