| You’re a strong, determined woman
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| You always speak your mind
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| Race ahead of other girls
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| And leave them far behind
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| You’ve achieved success through hard work
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| You’ve always had a plan
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| But that won’t help you very much
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| When you need to find a man
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| To love you and protect you
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| And correct you when you’re wrong
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| To sweetly serenade you
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| That means: sing you a nice song
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| To sweep you off your feet
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| Like you’re in a fairy tale
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| To give your life a purpose
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| You need a heterosexual male
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| The letters buy your name suggest
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| And education tool
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| A published book on neuroscience
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| My darling: good for you!
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| You’re a very clever girl, no doubt
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| Your success may well inspire
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| But these dalliances hide the truth
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| Of what you secretly desire
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| Someone to hug you and to kiss you
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| To tell you you look good
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| To explain films and literature
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| Because you may have misunderstood
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| To undermine your politics
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| But your fair appearance hail
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| To give you affirmation
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| You need a heterosexual male
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| While I’m all for feminism
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| And only want what’s best for you
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| There’s no monopoly on suffering
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| And men have problems, too
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| You claim the patriarchal
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| Society is to blame
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| But hold on there, sweetheart
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| For not all men are the same
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| To rush, to keep you company
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| When you’re feeling all alone
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| But when you turn down his advances
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| Complain he’s in the friendzone
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| To subtely criticise
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| And patronise you when you fail
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| To define you as a person
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| You need a heterosexual male
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| To grab you and to hold you
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| To tempt you into bed
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| To strip down to his underwear
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| Before you given him the go ahead
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| With attempts at your arousal
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| That rarely prevail
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| To satisfy your needs
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| You need a heterosexual male |