| Now there was a time
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| When they used to say
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| That behind every great man
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| There had to be a great woman
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| But in these times of change
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| You know that it’s no longer true
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| So we’re coming out of the kitchen
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| Cause there’s something we forgot to say to you
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| We say sisters are doin' it for themselves
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| Standin' on their own two feet
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| And ringin' on their own bells
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| Sisters are doin' it for themselves
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| Now this is a song to celebrate
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| The conscious liberation of the female state
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| Mothers, daughters and their daughters too
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| Woman to woman we’re singin' with you
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| The inferior sex has got a new exterior we
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| Got doctors, lawyers, politicians too
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| Everybody take a look around
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| Can you see there’s a woman right next to you
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| Now we ain’t makin' stories
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| And we ain’t laying plans
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| Don’t you know that a man
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| Still loves a woman
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| And a woman still loves a man
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| Just the same though |