Femininity

Why can't I be the girl that I want to be?

Why can't I be the girl that I'm not?

Why do men always look as they look when they look at me?

I must have something, but what have I got?

I say I'd like to join the married class

The man says, "Yes, my dear"

Then makes another pass

Femininity

Femininity

I guess I'm overblessed with femininity

I want the family life, woman's career

But all that I get is a pinch on the rear

Femininity

My femininity

Just seems to bring out basic masculinity

There's only one thing they want, that's understood

I tell them I shouldn't

They tell me I should

There must be other ways to make a man feel good

All I do is simply stand there

All at one side, feel a hand there

Begging for my femininity

Femininity

Femininity

Just seems to bring a crowd to my vicinity

Other girls have the same, these, them and those

But they always manage to stay in their clothes

Personality

My personality

Just makes them all expect my hospitality

When a man brings me home, I ask him in

I only intend to have one little gin

Why do I always end up on the tiger skin?

There are times I can't help feeling

As I'm staring at the ceiling

What's the point of femininity?