With a tongue like a battering ram  the wench is on everyone's scams  Telling stories, telling lies  Causing close friends to divide  A kind word for every face, then puts your words in another place  Twists the tale so she prevails  She's got ways that never fail  Because she's got a tongue like a battering ram  Someone ought to put her in her place  Barging into everyone's space  She's got a tongue like a battering ram  Her best friend is at it too, everyone else plays the fool  Gets her kicks off bathroom walls, she's got them wired, wrote them all  an inquiring mind, she wants to know  Rona Barrett's way too slow  Gonna tell the world someday  Who got drunk and who got laid.