Sittin' home on a Saturday night
I can't believe she called me
I've been waitin' for my whole life
And now she's dead
Betty Sue, is dead!
Betty Sue
Sittin' home on a Saturday night
I've got nothin' better to do
Than to sit here and play with myself
Now that she's dead
Betty Sue, is dead!
Betty Sue
This song is about my girlfriend from 1953
She was the hottest girl in town, but nobody liked her
Except for me
She was bisexual, bisexual (no way), bisexual (heh, wow)
There's no such thing as a bisexual in 1953!
Say that again (yeah, kick his ass)
There's no such thing as a bisexual in 1953!
She died yesterday (oh-oh) in a car wreck (oh-oh)
Looking at her playboy and now she's dead
She died yesterday (oh-oh) in a car wreck (oh-oh)
A large price to pay to be a pervert
Betty Sue, is dead
Betty Sue
To be a pervert
Betty Sue is dead
Betty Sue is dead
Oh, yeah, she's one dead girl!
