Lisa Bastoni: Music

He says, "It's not the way you fix my dinner
It's not the way you mix my drink
It's not the way you fold the laundry
Clean the toilet, clean the sink
It's the way you move in that velvet dress
Yes that's the way that's the way
That I like you the best."

Chorus:
He says, "I like it when you wear black,
You look like a woman when you dress like that."

They say the times are changing
They tell me I'll be changing, too
They say that you'll stop doing
All the little girlie things you do
But I'll have you understand
I'm not the kind of man who begs
But I would love to stand beside you
As long as you shave your legs."

Chorus

Hey, hey get back in the box
Hey, hey a little order around here
Hey, you can dress like a shadow
Hey, hey you could just disappear

He says, "Now we all are equal."
I say, "There's always room to grow."
He says, "Miss White Girl from the suburbs
How in the hell would you know?
You can love it or leave it but you can't go blaming me."
I say, "Well I guess I am my own worst enemy"

Chorus

(c) and (p) 2002 Lisa Bastoni