Hey Annabella, coming down the avenue
Who said that you were particularly beautiful?
Club foot, black soot
When you get over yourself

Yo Annabella, slipping on a laxative
As one would an evening dress
Jam on your bra and
Coke in your sugar bowl

Once you knew the way to my heart
But now Annabella, I can smell you coming
From a million miles away

Annabella
Annabella

Yo Annabella, little miss predictable
Trying to get me to play for your flight
Low cut, tits up
Annabelle's anyone's girl
You know the type

Once you knew the way to my heart
But now Annabella, I can smell you coming
From a million miles away
And you know what I'm going to say

Annabella
Annabella

You're stoned