Sandra's having her brain out   Sandra's having her brain out   Sandra's having her brain out, now   And she feels alright   Like a slot machine   Like a pimple too      You don't really need a brain, ducky   If you're a girl   It's like tonsils   They're more trouble than they're worth      Sandra's having her brain out   Sandra's having her brain out out out out   Out out   Sandra's been to nightmare school   Sandra done a collage of nightmares   Slept with a virus and slept with a mule   Now, she works in a shop in a crimpolene hairnet   And she works in a shop in the south   Now she waddles around in a crimpolene hairnet   Tickets grow out of her mouth      Someone's pulling your leaves off   Someone's pulling your leaves off   Someone's pulling your leaves off   Someone's pulling your leaves off   Pull 'em off      Sandra's having her brain out   Brenda's having her heart washed   Norman's having his soul dry-cleaned   Sandra's having her brain out   Brenda's having her heart washed   Barry's having his mind replaced      And they feel alright!   Like a naked bulb   Like a living bulb      Bloaty's having his   Bloaty's having his   Bloaty's having his   Bloaty's having his   Bloaty's having his newt installed