Kinky Friedman - Get Your Biscuits In The Oven & Your Buns In The Bed Lyrics
(kinky friedman)You uppity women I dont understandWhy you gotta go and try to act like a man,But before you make your weekly visit to the shrinkYoud better occupy the kitchen, liberate the sink.Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bedThats 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 streetPassing out pamphlets to everyone you meet.You gave up your maiden form for lentAnd now the front of your dress has an air scoop vent.Every single brakeman thats ever come alongHad a little woman always tellin him that hes wrong.Eve said to adam, heres an apple you horseAnd delilah defoliated samsons moss.Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bedThats 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 lawsTearing up their girdles and a-burning up their bras,Now the air is dirty and the sex is cleanAnd your coffee makes my hair turn green.So damn emancipated in your mind and your body,Gonna have to cancel all your lessons in karate.If you cant love a male chauvinistYoud better cross me off your shopping list.Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bedThats 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.