Ladylike

I’m sorry ‘bout your girl
Little center of the universe
Access turns the world and
You’ll need a jet to get to her

And all the way she moves
Attracts all kinds of focus
From all over the room
She smokes
Not ladylike
She’s not ladylike

Well I’m so sorry about your wife
She’s up and off and running
Going on with her own life
Word to your mother: she’s stunning
And there’s a part of you
That’s just a little scared of her

Access turns the world and
You’ll need a jet to get to her
She’s great and she knows how to wear your pants
And the rest of your clothes

What the fuck is ladylike
If lady’s like to do what the fuck they like
Just like you yeah just like you
Look out, man, here comes another one…

On my knees or on all fours
From underneath
Hear me roar

What the fuck is ladylike
If lady’s like to do what the fuck they like
Just like you yeah just like you
Look out, man, here comes

What the fuck is ladylike
If lady’s like to do what the fuck they like
Just like you yeah just like you
Look out, man, here comes

What the fuck is ladylike?

Song 2 on “Ladylike, Side One,” by Storm Large and The Balls