There she is at the dinner party Telling them all how to behave There she is at the dinner party Doin’ that Princess Wave There she is at the dinner party Giving orders like an Uppity Dame Expecting everyone to be Preppy Expecting everyone to be the same Somebody tell the Etiquette Nazi Somebody tell her she’s all wrong Somebody tell the Etiquette Nazi Somebody tell her about this song Somebody tell her we’re all different Somebody tell her no one cares Tell her someone blew chunks At the bottom of the marble stairs There he is at the Frat mixer Telling them to use a coaster There he is at the Frat mixer Acting like a covert boaster There he is at the Frat mixer Sippin’ on his Chardonnay There he is at the Frat mixer Not impressed by what we say Somebody tell the Etiquette Nazi Somebody tell him he’s all wrong Somebody tell the Etiquette Nazi Somebody tell him about this song Somebody tell him we’re all different Somebody tell him he’s out of place Tell him he’s dressed too polished And he’s got a punchable face… Hey! We’re all wearing flannels With worn-out denim and Vans They don’t like the finger food But look at them holding hands Look at them holding hands Look at them holding hands Somebody tell the Etiquette Nazis Somebody tell them they’re wrong Somebody tell the Etiquette Nazis Somebody tell them about this song Somebody tell them we’re all different Somebody tell them no one cares Oh, and tell them someone upchucked All over their Grandma’s chairs
