Who is the maiden running through the trees?
Her crown catches the moonlight as she drops to her knees
She stumbles around on the sodden leaves
She peels off an eyelash and begins to dry heave

Yeah, come to me
Tumbleweave

Beef-witted wonder wench, he's on your trail
The belligerent poker from the Daily Mail
You're the fairy-tale princess of his wildest dreams
In a paper tiara you're the Burger Queen

Yeah, come to me
Tumbleweave

Your eyes say rock and roll
But your breath says pepperoni
Baby, you're the one for me

Your smile says you got soul
But your blue lips say WKD
Baby, you're the one for me