Songtext Woman's world Squeeze

Woman's world

(difford/tilbrook)

The crown of the kingdom is given to the woman
The kingdom of the kitchen where she says she shouldnt,
There on the stainless steel her cigarettes and matches
Whistles to the radio to every hook she catches,
But the frowns
Eider downs,
Tie her down
But she likes to wear the crown of the kingdom.
She like the recipes a touch of oriental
Steaming up the windows burning egg on metal,
Sees in a 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.

Hes been so busy and shes been neglected,
The problem is computed and always its rejected,
Out of her heart I catch a spark,
And being smart
The crown is left out in the dark now theres no kingdom.

Fed up with the glory she abdicates her title
Sitting at a bar stool she gives her days recital,
The family watch in horror
As she staggers up the hallway
Makes herself a sandwich
As theyre looking through the doorway,
She goes to bed
Leg by leg,
Nothings said
Theres no crown upon her head theres no kingdom.

Press the button on the toaster
Its a womans world,
Tuck the sheets in on the bed
Its a womans world,
Take your apron from your holster
Its a womans world,
Shoot the crown off of your head
Its a womans world.