I'm gonna tell you the way it is
And I'm not gonna be kind or easy
Your whole attitude stinks, I say
And the life you lead is completely empty
You paint your head
Your mind is dead
You don't even know what I just said
That's you, American womanhood
You're phony on top
You're phony underneath
You lay in bed
And grit your teeth
Madge, I want your body
Madge, it's not merely physical
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Madge, I
Madge, I couldn't help it
Doggone it