My Biochemical Romance

I met her in a mosque

She was reading the qur'an

Though she had her burqa on

I knew she was the bomb

I introduced her to my mom then i took her to the prom

And when we got it on i crashed into her pentagon

My islamic girl is more than your average lady, see,

She's a radical extremist and she's just the type for me

And i'm all for holy war, so i'm just her type of guy

Our love's like a threat level: elevated to high

See my girl and i are tighter than muslim church and state

We both make fun of bush then i make her wash my plate

Watching "loose change" she says she doesn't get it

If it's really a conspiracy then where is all her credit?

My girl is ten times better than mad virgins up in heaven

My hear is the north tower, her love is flight 11

I'm her cuddly great satan, she's my little jihad lady

If she weren't so anti-excess wealth then i'd buy her a mercedes

I didn't know that (terrorist, terrorist girl)

She's my terrorist, terrorist terrorist girl

Until she showed that (terrorist, terrorist girl)

Oh to think i never knew before she rocked my world!

I didn't know that (terrorist, terrorist girl)

She's my terrorist, terrorist terrorist girl

Until she showed that (terrorist, terrorist, terrorist girl)

But now she wants to bring down the modern western world!

Her lips are cherry-red like the blood of infidels

Her eyes burn like the fires of iraqi oil wells

Her voice is twice as sweet as the shrieks of russian kids

Shot up in the gym, bloody vomit on their bibs

It's a wmd the way she looks at me

Though she's covered by a sheet and her eyes are all i see

We take the tube in london, she always makes a mess

Next time we'll go by taxi, save tony blair some stress

She'll never go to college but she knows her chemistry

Making venomous nerve agents in the basement until three

If she won't stop testing anthrax in the water

I'm leaving her next week for osama's brother's daughter

She says she won't give up until allah's work is done

Though she claims i'm no muhammad, i'm still her number one

I love it when my baby's all up in my area

Face down, booty up, screaming "death to america!"

Yeah you like that? you like that when i talk dirty, yeah?

Mcdonald's? disneyland? what, you like that when i talk about america?

Mickey mouse? democracy? baseball? apple pie? the statue of liberty?

Superman? jazz? hip-hop? thomas jefferson? george washington?

Yeah, you like that, you like that, you like that, here comes the chorus.

Yeah you like this too. take it! take it!

Probably the most un-pc song ever. don't care. i'm over it.