Bratmobile are you a lady

Are you a lady, are you a girl,
tell me who taught you how to behave,
everything proper talking in place.
Are you a lady, are you a girl
Every time you're in the office
you've got that duty in the world
You make us see you, and you don't see me
Because you see I'm just a girl.
Are you a lady, are you a girl
Can I blame you, why can't I behave you
See what all of this is for.
Are you a lady, are you a girl
It's not all the just for just to stand down
Get your nasties between the lines
We're not fighting in your system
What your wearing wasting time.
I'll never forget the moment you discovered you were not a feminist
Can you explain to me how a woman somehow becomes an enemy of raving
Are you a lady, are you a girl
Can I blame you, why can't I behave you
See what all of this is for.
Are you a lady, are you a girl
Giving all the skirts a pimp and
You all look the fuck the same
So does all the peoples magazines
Or your 15 pounds of fame
Are you a lady, are you a girl?
Where are you going, where have you been?
Are you a lady, are you a girl?
Are you a lady?