And she wouldn't have liked Stephen Miller, either.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You walk in,
I turn pale.
You say "Hi,"
I want to bail.
[Chorus]
Nausea, like bad shrimp.
Nausea, like a boat.
Nausea, when you whisper.
Nausea, in my throat.
[Verse 2]
Eve took a bite,
Big mistake.
I took a date,
Worse mistake.
[Verse 3]
Cleopatra
Chose the snake.
Honey, now I get it,
For goodness' sake.
[Final Chorus]
Nausea, like bad shrimp.
Nausea, like a boat.
Nausea, when you whisper.
Nausea, in my throat.
[Outro (whispered, then one last snap)]
Take your cologne
And please... just go.
What a lovely way to hurl.