Woman’s World - Squeeze

Woman's World - Squeeze
The crown of the kingdom
Is given to the woman
The kingdom of the kitchen
Where she says she shouldn't
There on the stainless steel
Her cigarettes and matches
Whistles to the radio on
Every hook she catches
But the frowns
Eider downs
Tie her down
But she likes to wear
The crown of the kingdom
She likes a recipe a touch of oriental
Steaming up the window
Burning egg on metal
Sees in the catalogue a shiny new appliance
Another role swallowed
By the wonders of science
Lobster hands
Omelette pans
Understand
How the crown can stick like jam in her kingdom
He's been so busy and she's been neglected
The problem is computed always it's rejected
Out of her heart I catch a spark and being smart
The crown is left out in the dark
Now there's no kingdom
Fed up with the glory she abdicates her title
Sitting at a bar stool she gives her day's recital
The family watch in horror as
She staggers up the hallway
Makes herself a sandwich as
They're looking through the doorway
She goes to bed
Leg by leg
Nothing said
There's no crown upon her head
There's no kingdom
Press the button on the toaster
It's a woman's world
Tuck the sheets in on the bed
It's a woman's world
Take your apron from your holster
It's a woman's world
Shoot the crown off of your head
It's a woman's world
It's a woman's world
It's a woman's world
It's a woman's world
It's a woman's world
Press the button on the toaster
It's a woman's world
Tuck the sheets in on the bed
It's a woman's world
Take your apron from your holster
It's a woman's world
Shoot the crown off of your head
It's a woman's world