Hey, hey, Laura,
Saw you on the tube,
Do you make them sweat,
While you give abuse.
Oh, say, bile,
Way you make up things,
In hell you'll burn,
Can you feel the sting.
Hey, hey, Laura,
When you preach that way,
While your ratings slip,
No sheep today.
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah.
You're on a roll,
Can't stand still,
Got to tear guests apart,
Can't get your fill.
Callers whine
Full of dread,
Screams by you
You've lost your head.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah.
Hey, Laura, oh, Laura, petty Laura,
Tell them- won't you chastise them now.
Didn't take too long
'fore they found out,
What people mean
You have no clout.
For all to see,
Pictures of her,
Started showing our friends
That pornographic star.
Now we know
What we've been told,
That big-mouthed woman
Ain't got no soul.
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah.
All she ask for
When she pray,
Steady paycheck whorin'
Gonna come her way.
Tell this woman
No more grandstand,
Won't tell us no lies,
Make us happy again.
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