Letras: Amy Ray. Lucystoners.

We were talking ticket slump
We'd try to put our finger on it
We quantify the undoing of each little step
And its just a lack of press

And the refrigerator down at the boys club
With its little magnets of poetry
And they've found one hundred
Different ways to say blow me
Oh yeah, blow me now

Janny Wenner, Janny Wenner
Rolling stone's most fearless leader
Gave the boys what they deserve
But with the girls he lost his nerve

In every post punk bar there's a dressing room wall
Where the rock boy band will make its mark
A hundred different pictures of private parts
And some girl going down

And there's that fagot bashing poetry
But the boys are just saying love me please
With every hate filled phrase they just give it away
Oh, boys you give yourself away

You know Janny Wenner, Janny Wenner
Rolling stone's most fearless leader
Gave the boys what they deserve
But with the girls he lost his nerve

Testing 1, 2, 3 in the marketplace
But it's a demographic based disgrace
And a stupid secret white boy handshake
That we'll never be part of

So when its DJ blow and the morning show
I give you one hundred reasons to just say no
And I said come on girls lets go right now
Oh, girls lets go right now

Oh, 'cause Lucystoners don't need boners
Ain't no man could ever own her
With the boys she had the nerve
To give the girls what they deserve

Lucystoners don't need boners
Ain't no man that'd ever own her
With the boys she had the nerve
Gonna give the girls what they deserve

I said
?Lucystoners don't need boners
Lucystoners don't need boners
Lucystoners don't need boners?
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