GET YOUR BISCUITS IN THE OVEN & YOUR BUNS IN THE BED

You uppity women I dont understand Why you gotta go and try to act like a man, But before you make your weekly visit to the shrink Youd better occupy the kitchen, liberate the sink. Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed Thats what I to my baby said, Womens liberation is a-going to your head, Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed. Early every morning youre out on the street Passing out pamphlets to everyone you meet. You gave up your maiden form for lent And now the front of your dress has an air scoop vent. Every single brakeman thats ever come along Had a little woman always tellin him that hes wrong. Eve said to adam, heres an apple you horse And delilah defoliated samsons moss. Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed Thats what I to my baby said, Womens liberation is a-going to your head, Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed. Mean-hearted harpies are breaking all the laws Tearing up their girdles and ...