Put your glasses on, baby   I've been cutting coupons lately   And I might say that you are looking so fine girl   We'll stay out until the crack of nine little girl   At the cakewalk, just like Matlock      Shake it all night   Rock it like you're eighteen   Make it alright   Busting back on the scene   Vendetta!      Put your dentures in, sweet-talker   I just painted flames on my walker   I'll pick you up at 6 AM   We'll show off to our jealous friends   You'll wear lipstick, I'll wear Depends   At last we shall have our revenge   We'll stage dive from as high as we can climb   I hope that I don't bust my hip, this time   I'll buy you anything less than a dime   At the rock show, like Barry Manilow      All hell can't stop us now   We shall have our revenge