[Verse 1]

And now she's waiting for the pope in Rome

To etch her holy name in the book of saints

Now she's turning in her grave

She waits for her holy man to help her turn the page

[Pre-Chorus]

And now she's waiting for her right hand man

To show her all the necessary tricks of the trade

So she'll keep a steady beat

That he's asked her kindly to graciously complete

[Chorus]

She's talking about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's laughing about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's talking about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's laughing about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's talking about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's laughing about nothing

[Verse 2]

She rides around on an automatic donkey

She puts the knife in as she pats you on the back

She wrote the book on how to fuck a monkey

She'll reassure you that you are quite a man

Yeah, you are quite a man

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah

[Pre-Chorus]

And now she's trading in her soul for time

So the meter won't run out on her

In the middle of her dream come true

She's all alone now with nothing left to do

[Chorus]

She's talking about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's laughing about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's talking about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's laughing about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's talking about nothing

(What's so great about her?)

She's laughing about nothing

[Outro]

She rides around on an automatic donkey

She puts the knife in as she pats you on the back

She wrote the book on how to fuck a monkey

To reassure you that you are quite a man

Yeah, you are quite a man

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah