Alright heres a stupid song i wrote today
  yeah
  alright, ok this is called uh..
  DJ: would this be a world premiere?
  yeah this is probably the first and last time you'll hear this one..
  ok this is uh.. this is whiskey bottle-no this is called uh whiskey-faced radioactive blowdryin' lady or something
  
  take out your whiskey bottle there
  now you don't even move out of your chair
  your getting juiced up beyond belief
  i can barely love you, when your getting drunk all the time
  
  you can get out a blowdryer, and blowdry the hair right off of your head
  you can sautee my dollar bills, and feed em to the dog while he's watchin' cable
  if i catch fire by mistake, she'll put out my face with a rake,
  and i shut my mouth before i even breathe
  well i can barely touch you hunny, cause you're gettin' drunk all the time
  gotten radioactive tastebuds smeared across the rug,
  swallow the keys to the chevy, you're gonna weedwack your way to memphis yeah
  everybody knows about your style, you got tin-foil wrapped around your smile
  well you're gonna give me a xerox of your buckteeth...
  gettin....crap-faced all the time
  yodelayodeodelee