DD Don't Like Ska

She don't like the Toasters or The Skeletones,
She'd rather pound some beers and listen to the Ramones.
Hemet backyard parties or hanging out at Johnnie's
"Fuckin' A, right man", this is what she says.
She loves alcohol, not Toots And The Maytals,
Giver her another beer, she'll kick your face in baby.
DD don't like ska, yes it's true,
She likes to party like the Motley Crue.
DD don't like ska, life's a bitch,
She likes to get fucked up and do some fucked up shit.
DD don't like ska, yes it's true,
She likes to party like the Motley Crue.
DD don't like ska, life's a bitch,
She likes to get fucked up and do some fucked up shit.
No trombones or saxophones, skanky guitars will make her groan.
Smokin' weed and not feeling irie, fuck you hippies yelling at parties.
Sloppy Seconds, Subhumans, she'll sing those songs again and again,
Come back DD... DD come back to me.
DD don't like ska, yes it's true,
She likes to party like the Motley Crue.
DD don't like ska, life's a bitch,
She likes to get fucked up and do some fucked up shit.
DD don't like ska, yes it's true,
She likes to party like the Motley Crue.
DD don't like ska, what a bitch,
She likes to get fucked up and do some fucked up shit.
Let's go!
(I swear to you, this ain't no ska party.)