s**ual double standards
They make me sick, they divide and rule
Well you're second class if you were born a woman
Yes, it's so different if you are a male
CHORUS:
No man is a w****; he invented the name
No man is a s***; he feels no shame
No man is a slag; he is one of the lads
No man is a cow and she knows now
That love can be so foul
And you show no respect
Which makes me feel you're afraid of the opposite s**
You show no respect
You're afraid of the opposite s**
Try, can't you try to see behind those lies?
I'm sorry if I'm boring you
But your inuendo is really no point of view
What you see here is a warm, freethinking woman
And not the face of a b****** race
CHORUS
How, how many times have we spat in their eyes?
They make me sick, they divide and rule
Well you're second class if you were born a woman
Yes, it's so different if you are a male
CHORUS:
No man is a w****; he invented the name
No man is a s***; he feels no shame
No man is a slag; he is one of the lads
No man is a cow and she knows now
That love can be so foul
And you show no respect
Which makes me feel you're afraid of the opposite s**
You show no respect
You're afraid of the opposite s**
Try, can't you try to see behind those lies?
I'm sorry if I'm boring you
But your inuendo is really no point of view
What you see here is a warm, freethinking woman
And not the face of a b****** race
CHORUS
How, how many times have we spat in their eyes?