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Lyricist: The Mothers Of Invention
Lyrics:
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 & grit your teeth
MADGE, I WANT YOUR BODY! HARRY, 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 . . . I . . . DOGGONE IT!
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