Lyrics:
Hello you straight-laced lady,dressed in white but your shoes aren't clean.Painted them up with polishin the hope we can't see where you've been.The smiling face that you've wornto greet me rising at morningsent me out to work for my score.Please me and say what it's for.Give me the straight-laced promiseand not the pathetic lie.Tie me down with your ribbonsand sulk when I ask you why.Your Sunday paper voice criesdemanding truths I deny.The bitter-sweet kiss you pretendedis offered, our affair mended.Sossity: You're a woman.Society: You're a woman.All of the tears you're wastingare for yourself and not for me.It's sad to know you're agingSadder still to admit I'm free.Your immature physical toyhas grown too young to enjoyat last your straight-laced agreement:woman, you were too old for me.Sossity: You're a woman.Society: You're a woman.