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Text: Queen. At The Beeb. Son And Daughter.


Tried to be your son and daughter rolled into one.
You said you'd equal any man for having your fun.
Now didn't you feel surprise to find.
The cap just didn't fit?.
The world expects a man.
To buckle down and to shovel shit.

What'll you do for loving.
When its only just begun?.
I want you to be a woman.

Tried to be a teacher and a fisher of men.
An equal.
Will you lead us all the same?.
Well I travelled around the world.
To find a brand new word for day.
Watching the time mustn't linger behind.
Pardon me I have to get away.
What'll you think of heaven.
If it's back from where you came?.
I want you to be a woman.