I'm gonna tell you the way it is
And I'm not gonna be kind or easy
Your whole attitude stinks, I say
And the life you lead is completely empty
You paint your head
Your mind is dead
You don't even know what I just said
That's you, American womanhood
You're phony on top
You're phony underneath
You lay in bed
And grit your teeth
Madge, I want your body
Honey, get back
Madge, it's not merely physical
Harry, you're a beast
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Madge, I
Madge, I couldn't help it
Doggone it
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