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Text: Nellie McKay. Get Away from Me. It's A Pose.

Jimmy you know my love is true
Oh Davie, oh, you know I love only you
And Mitchie, oh, you give meaning to every day
Nathan, hold on, I got something to say

Men folk they need their women
But women don?t need their men
Ladies can walk away grinin?
But guys act surprised, they go

I was your man, why?d you leave me baby?
Well sir, here?s a maybe
Maybe it's because we can

What the hell do you mean?
Well, for instance you get one, you want two fold
And what else?

You?re a fiend, you?re tight fisted
Got no moral molars, shrug your shoulders
Sell your soul to get your gold

But hey, hey, hey, that ain't got nothing to do with you
You?re a sensitive Joe, I?m forgettin?
But every woman knows it?s a pose, just a pose

Your preenin? in your armchair
And I?m steamin' at your knees
Go on pontificating like I care
Peter Lory then a story about AC/DC

Harvard-educated, frustrated dictator, tyrant with a Ph.D
What the hell do you mean?
Well, for instance you?ve have started every war
And what else?

You?re obscene a coincidence?
Get your pornos from Time Warner
Who was fornicating foreign shores

But hey, hey, hey, that ain?t nothing to do with you
You?re a sensitive Joe, I?m forgettin?
But every woman knows it's a pose, just a pose

Sammy, oh, let me put away the kettle
Oh, no, honey, your arrogance is what makes you special
And Manny of course, when you leave you are missed
Yoo dee lee ooo, fellas, can?t you see I?m pissed?

Tryin' to enjoy my readin' but you insist on interpretin' text
Oh, go on, fuck off, I'm pleadin'
Every sentence is a pretext for sex, sex, sex, sex

God you went to Oxford
Head still in your boxers
But you're male, so what should I expect?

What the hell do you mean?
Well, for instance
You've committed every rape
And what else?

I won't heed your insistence
Mr. copulatin', populatin', masturbatin', denigratin'
Birth of a nation instigatin', violator of my escape

But hey, hey, hey, that ain't nothin' to do with you
You're a sensitive Joe, I'm forgettin'
But every woman knows, it's a pose, just a pose

Heaven knows, the world's your hoe
But she's gettin' too old
For your pose, oh, there she goes