D                A
You uppity women I don't understand
                            D
Why you gotta go and try to act like a man,
                                G
But before you make your weekly visit to the shrink
             A
You'd better occupy the kitchen, liberate the sink.

[Chorus]
         D                                  A
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
                    D
That's what I to my baby said,
                      G
Women's liberation is a-going to your head,
         D                             A           D
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.

[Verse]
                           A
Early every morning you're out on the street
                         D
Passing out pamphlets to everyone you meet.
                        G
You gave up your Maiden Form for Lent
            A
And now the front of your dress has an air scoop vent.
D                             A
Every single great man that's ever come along
                          D
Had a little woman always tellin' him that he's wrong.
                             G
Eve said to Adam, 'Here's an apple you hoss'
    A
And Delilah defoliated Samson's moss.

[Chorus]
         D                             A
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
                    D
That's what I to my baby said,
                      G
Women's liberation is a-going to your head,
         D                             A           D
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.

[Verse]
                        A
Mean-minded harpies are breaking all the laws
                             D
Tearing up their girdles and a-burning up their bras,
                             G
Now the air is dirty and the sex is clean
         A
And your coffee makes my hair turn green.
   D                        A
So damn emancipated in your mind and your body,
                              D
Gonna have to cancel all your lessons in karate.
                         G
If you can't love a male chauvinist
             A
You'd better cross me off your shopping list.

[Chorus]
         D                             A
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
                    D
That's what I to my baby said,
                      G
Women's liberation is a-going to your head,
         D                             A           D
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.