Mo Dettes Follow

She was once a feminist Sharp and deadly was her kiss Soft unpainted lips would part Revealing fangs to pierce your heart Long ago her bra was burned Because her young love had been spurned Had no further use for men So turned to politics and zen Oh oh oh Miss Liberated Men and love were unrelated Angry from loves ups and downs You looked on all men with a frown

Followed her head, not her heart From flirtier friends she kept apart Got a PHD in philosophy Spoke with friends who’d all agree Never would she shave her legs No insult to her sex Makeup never touched her face Yet still she hid her feminine grace Oh oh oh Miss Liberated Your beauty you understated Jumpers hid your lovely curves To hide your lovely shape from Pervs

Whiskey cleared the situation Saw the point of flirtation With painted lips and mini skirt Down the disco did it work Now she’s happy and so meek In Camden Town wed to a Greek. Oh oh oh Miss Liberated Your feminism was soon sated Smiling as you cook his meal You now know how satisfaction feels

Now we have the conclusion Of a girl and her confusion Please don’t follow her example She really was too simple Lacking any dedication Couldn’t face the situation Following her extremes Got the man of her dreams Oh oh oh Miss Liberated See how you are situated Watch out you don’t burn his lunch You’ll find he’s got a nasty punch Foolish Girl…………