(drum intro)

Yeah, she's a bitchy blowhard.
Writing with a right wing lunacy, a-ha.

And it seems she's getting deranged.
She's catchin' hell for everything, you see.

She pursued her plan of attack.
She's a partisan hack.
Her lies are read, as they're spun.
In her world, all foreigners are traitor-warriors.
But she thinks she's the rational one.

Tolerance is tightening! Her rhetoric's frightening!
The way her lips are moving, what a nut she is proving.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

She's a partisan hack, said:
"Foreigners, go back" as she spurned them; what a right wing bitch!
In her world, all foreigners should go to California,
Let 'em burn there; what a right wing bitch!
Right wing bitch... right wing bitch!
Right wing bitch... right wing bitch!

She's screeching now 'bout something.
Sayin' nothing's all she'll ever do
Over Clinton, she's not over.
Without him here, she is bereft; boo-hoo! A-ha...

She's a partisan hack with scapegoats to attack
We're amazed at the way she'd lie.
She's a Nazi storm trooper in a right wing stupor.
She's so shrill; squirt some ink in her eye.

Oh, she is apoplectic! So wired, she's electric!
Readers misbelieving Coulter's slop they're receiving.
Tolerance is tightening! Her rhetoric's frightening!
The way her lips are moving, what a nut she is proving.

Nitwit! A right wing bitch!
Nitwit! A right wing bitch!
Nitwit! A right wing bitch!
Nitwit! A right wing bitch!