A Real Woman

Can´t do maths, Can´t drive

Don´t like to carry heavy loads

Can´t dispute, Can´t think angular

Am afraid of spiders and toads

Without my lipstick I am broke

Who´s got chocolate has won

Without my handbag I feel naked

And it´s weighing a ton

Oh yes, I´m a woman. I have to admit:

I´m a woman and I´m a real bitch.

I´m a woman and I´m no scam,

I´m a woman, that´s what I am.

Oh yes, I´m a woman and I love to be

a real woman: you get what you see.

I´m a woman and I fit your cliché

of a real woman

Like my clothes. like my home

like a good strong arm

I´m a singer in a band

and my fist doesn´t do any harm

Too many shoes, too many bags

and a hell of a PMS

A caress is the cure of my very worst fits

Oh yes, I´m a woman. I have to admit:

I´m a woman and I´m a real bitch.

I´m a woman and I´m no scam,

I´m a woman, that´s what I am.

Oh yes, I´m a woman and I love to be

a real woman: you get what you see.

I´m a woman and I fit your cliché

of a real woman

Love to dance with my man

and hate when he stays at home

Go for looks, go for shoes

don´t never go to the loo on my own

Don´t want to lay who´s still there on three

but at four you should stay!

I´m allergic to everything,

but the most to a bad hair day

Oh yes, I´m a woman. I have to admit:

I´m a woman and I´m a real bitch.

I´m a woman and I´m no scam,

I´m a woman, that´s what I am.

Oh yes, I´m a woman and I love to be

a real woman: you get what you see.

I´m a woman and I fit your cliché

of a real woman