Woman is the nigger of the world Yes, she is, think about it Woman is the nigger of the world Think about it, do something about it
We make her paint her face and dance If she won't be a slave, we say that she don't love us If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man While puttin' her down, we pretend that she's above us
You know, woman is the nigger of the world, yeah If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave to the slave Ah, yeah, if you believe me, scream about it
We make her bear and raise our children And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen We tell her, home is the only place she should be Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend
Well, now, woman is the nigger of the world, yeah, she is If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave to the slave Yeah, if you believe me, you better scream
We insult her every day on TV And wonder why she has no guts or confidence When she's young we kill her will to be free This is the one that I can never remember But you get the message anyway
You know that woman is the nigger of the world Yes, she is, if you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with Woman is the slave to the slave Yeah, Connely was right, we scream it
We make her paint her face and dance We make her paint her face and dance We make her paint her face and dance
You know, we make her paint her face and dance Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance We make her paint her face and dance