Sittin' home on a Saturday night I can't believe she called me I've been waitin' for my whole life And now she's dead Betty Sue, is dead! Betty Sue ♪ Sittin' home on a Saturday night I've got nothin' better to do Than to sit here and play with myself Now that she's dead Betty Sue, is dead! Betty Sue ♪ This song is about my girlfriend from 1953 She was the hottest girl in town, but nobody liked her Except for me She was bisexual, bisexual (no way), bisexual (heh, wow) There's no such thing as a bisexual in 1953! Say that again (yeah, kick his ass) There's no such thing as a bisexual in 1953! She died yesterday (oh-oh) in a car wreck (oh-oh) Looking at her playboy and now she's dead She died yesterday (oh-oh) in a car wreck (oh-oh) A large price to pay to be a pervert Betty Sue, is dead Betty Sue To be a pervert Betty Sue is dead Betty Sue is dead Oh, yeah, she's one dead girl!