Now here's a girl they call her Mrs. Nice One
Self-acquitted is her middle name
Malicious in her captive state
Rolling in her roller skates
She's named Rory, and she's away
She's the one born from catastrophe
Wide awake for only when she sleeps
Bludgeoned with my foreign aid
Blessed that she communicates
She's named Kiera, and she's away
I'll wake up and run out to see
That crooked girl standing there named Rory
But Kiera took the interstate
Hell at least she'll communicate
Not like that crook named Rory