By: The Guess Who
Now in the military,
Now all that she can be.
No more washing or cleaning the floor,
No more men just holding a door,
She won’t stand for any less,
The enemy will learn PMS.
You'll get more money,
So much more cunning,
She’ll remember everything you do,
Go back home and feed a kid or two,
Bring home the bacon fry it up in a pan,
Then kick the ass of the Taliban.
Aunts and daughters,
Can now lead us...
To a slaughter,
She won’t shirk and she won’t choke,
Now she’ll even work the remote.
I’d put money on many kills,
Get the Real Housewives from Beverly Hills.
Doo doo doooooo
doo doo…doo doo doooooooo
Doo doo… dooooodoo doo… doo doo…doooooo