Oh girl you think you got time You’re gonna get ’round to it way down the line But one step, two step, you fall behind So you better have a good plan Oh girl you think you got time You’re gonna get ’round to it way down the line But I’m telling you no matter what you have in mind You’re still gonna need a man
Take it from your grandmother I’ve been ’round No one’s gonna take care of you In that world you’ve got yourself into All the good boys, oh baby they’re in grad school
Oh girl your story’s all wrong Your dream’ll be a nightmare before too long Turning thirty and still trying to sing your songs Come on who do you think you are Oh girl it’s too heavy a load Your mama and your baba they are worried souls How you gonna raise a family when you’re on the road With some tattooed boy with a guitar
Take it from your grandmother I’ve been ’round This music career isn’t real life It won’t see you through to when you’re sixty-five When the tide turns you won’t survive You’ll sit on the banks and cry
Oh girl you’ve never know war When they come in the night and knock on the door You can go from the high life to dirty poor And lose everything you knew But the one thing they can’t take away from you Is your mind and the education you’ve been through O you find a man who understands that too Make sure that he stays true Gives respect where its due Make sure he knows what he’s got in you
Because a woman isn’t just for cooking meals Scrubbing floors, making babies A woman’s got ambitions same as he does Maybe more When the sirens wailed and the bombs fell We ran from the schoolyard into hell And what we could’ve been time will never tell ’cause we never had your chances The advantages that you’ve been handed