Toot - Brant Bjork

She’ll give life to the monsters at the party

Lightin' fires on the kitchen floor

She’ll borrow bullets and return 'em to your skull

Bird brain with a sexy smile

She thinks she’s lookin' good, but it’s scary in there

Cat-scan-can…I wouldn’t go there

You should have known she was a half-ass shifter

And the way she’s jerkin' it and grinding your gears

She’s so spun and talkin' all that nonsense

Like pins and needles diggin' in your ears

Resurrecting her little nightmares

No shred of evidence to convince me they’re real