| You might believe that you’re running the world,
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| but you’re running the risk of being just another girl,
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| Lashing out viciously at the competition, it’s just an admission, a nervous
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| condition,
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| It’s more than a push, it’s a barge, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Everyone’s judged by the names in their address books,
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| and how many black looks they’ll pull in return,
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| After the show when resistance is low, there’s an act that you go through
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| that wins you an Oscar,
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| The boys gullibility’s large, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Ain’t we lucky, now we got the women in charge?
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| Ain’t we lucky, now we got the women in charge?
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| We love our affliction, we don’t know the difference, the temptation’s only
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| to own someone slow,
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| All of us here seem to need some assistance, behind every good man,
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| there’s some woman’s soft hand
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| Making the right things enlarge, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Ain’t we lucky, now we got the women in charge?
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| Ain’t we lucky, now we got the women in charge?
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| Watch all the macho stuff go out the window, even the big shots get down on their knees,
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| Feel all the flack when you find what she’s doing behind your back, then
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| you have to say «please»
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| Can’t seem to exercise those double standards, she’s hip to them, sees
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| right through them,
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| Boy it’s going to get worse, get worse, get worse, get worse
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| I don’t need your advice, stick to the needlework, push all the pins
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| through your mouth for a change
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| Just tried to walk but I needed a wheelchair, the phone bills were massive,
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| and while I lay passive,
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| My whole life had just been arranged, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Ain’t we lucky, now we got the women in charge?
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| Ain’t we lucky, now we got the women in charge?
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| Ain’t we lucky, now we got the women in charge?
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| Ain’t we lucky, now we got the women in charge |