[Blythe] 
I picture Whitney, she's on that barge 
The [bad word] beats heavy and the oars are large 
She looks unhappy, and her hands are sore 
They keep her working 'till she hits the floor 
[Pepper] 
I'm in deep doo-doo, I'm quite a wreck 
It's like two boulders wrapped around my neck 
I wish I never, ever saw that rock 
The weight so heavy I can barely walk 
[Both] 
The guilty tango 
The voices screaming out inside your head 
The guilty tango 
You wish you didn't, but you did instead 
[Blythe] 
Oh, then there's Brittany, she's hanging there 
The gators hungry, snapping for her hair 
It seems quite vicious and such bad luck 
She paid 700 bucks for that haircut 
[Pepper] 
What will Vinnie do to me? 
Make me feed him flies? 
I'd rather face a crowded house 
Of spoiled banana cream pie! 
[Both] 
The guilty tango 
The voices screaming out inside your head 
The guilty tango 
You wish you didn't, but you did instead 
The guilty tango 
Your conscious nagging as it fills your ears 
The guilty tango 
The dance could carry on for years and years