She's the kinda chick that looks at skies
Hanging with the guys, she dont give a care
Shes just eating some gelletin
Got a locker and JTHM pin
They call her a freak at first sight
She likes to hang out at night
Wears un preppy clothes
While the rest look really stupid

She just sippin on green tea
Looking over for her ski
So she can beat the preps with it


All the preps say
"Hey freaky, hey freaky hey"
Punks say, punks say
"Hey blondie, hey blondie hey"
So why dont you go beat yourself
"Hey blondie, hey blondie, hey"
Preps say, preps say
"Go away, go away, freaky"

All the preps call her a freak
Though we know shes really neat
Likes to read and write
and she really loves the night
We can see her watching the stars
Or looking at people's cars
All the preps think shes a freak


(chorus)
All the preps say
"Hey freaky, hey freaky hey"
Punks say, punks say
"Hey blondie, hey blondie hey"
So why dont you go beat yourself
"Hey blondie, hey blondie, hey"
Preps say, preps say
"Go away, go away, freaky"

Shes just staring at them
Trying figure out ways to ammend
Her JTHM pin
and hoping the preps spin
into an oblivin

Cuz all you preps need to die
No, seriously this isnt a lie
Life at school
can be real cool
If only you would shut up