(Hey, Dean-o, let's tell the folks about that gal that we met last night.)
(Oh, you mean the girl who has the names of her boyfriends tattooed all over her body?)
(That's right, the names of all the guys she's sleeping with!)

She's got Billy on her ankle, and on her arm is Larry
It's John's name on her pelvis, and between her legs it's Harry
Steve is on one butt cheek, the other says Pierre
And it says "I love Peter", but we can't tell you where

She's a tattooed lady, names tattooed everywhere
Of every fella doing her down there
She's a tattooed lady, she's got 'em every place
Better do her soon, she's running out of space

(You know, Dean, she told me she loves the movie "Annie Hall".)
(Well, she must love the director, too, 'cause last night I saw a Woody on her chin.)

Tattooed on her shoulder, she's got the last name Bronson
And in between her boobs is where you'll find a Johnson
Bob is on her belly, where Tom also made the grade
Chick McGee is 'round the corner, where the fudge is made!

She's a tattooed lady, names tattooed every where
Of every fella doing her down there
She's a tattooed lady, she's got 'em every place
Better do her soon, she's running out of space

(You know, pally, she's the got the name Brad tattooed under both her arms.)
(I guess you'd call those her Brad pits!)
(That's right. And she's really into Western movie stars; she's even slept with a couple.)
(I know, Dean. Yesterday, I saw her John Wayne tattoo. But I tried all night long, and never could find her Clint.)

She's a tattooed lady, names tattooed everywhere
Of every fella doing her down there
She's a tattooed lady, she's got 'em every place
Better do her soon, she's running out of space

And Dick is in a very special place
She likes girls, too, 'cause Kristi's on her face!