8808-Chris Coco

You think I wouldn't have him Unless I could have him by the balls You think I just dish it out You don't think I take it at all You think I am stronger You think I walk taller than the rest You think I'm usually wearing the pants Just 'cause I rarely wear a dress Well... When you look at me You see my purpose, See my pride You think I just saddle up my anger And ride and ride and ride You think I stand so firm You think I sit so high on my trusty steed Let me tell you I'm usually face down on the ground When there's a stampede I'm no heroine At least, not last time I checked I'm too easy to roll over I'm too easy to wreck I just write about What I should have done I just sing What I wish I could say And hope somewhere Some woman hears my music And it helps her through her day 'Cause some guy designed These shoes I use to walk around Some big man's business turns a profit Every time I lay my money down Some guy designed the room I'm standing in Another built it with his own tools Who says I like right angles? These are not my laws There are not my rules I'm no heroine I still answer to the other half of the race I don't fool myself Like I fool you I don't have the power We just don't run this place