Mona Hurley, what a silly girly
Dreams all day of pulling on the curly
Hair of the child beside her
Why does she let those spirits guide her?

Mona Hurley, causing a commotion
She must drink a very perky potion
Every day for breakfast
It goes straight to her solar plexus

She roams all over the place
Causing havoc wherever she goes
But just one look at her face
And your anger
Oh your anger, it melts like snow

Mona Hurley offering assistance
And her sister offering resistance
Why is she so ungrateful
When Mona’s only trying to be helpful?

She roams all over the place
Causing havoc wherever she goes
But just one look at her face
And your anger
Oh your anger, it melts like snow

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