As women, we apologise for wanting to have sex
in case it makes you insecure and turns you into wrecks.
A horny girl’s libido, does it make you doubt your skill?
you’re finished in two minutes, you have need, but not the will.
If pregnant, we apologise for acting like we’re stupid
we should have took our daily pill, instead of pleasing Cupid.
We never say we’re horny but we fuck to serve your need,
we go without our pleasure ‘coz your ego needs a feed.
We must be a bunch of sluts to sleep with all these guys,
if it takes two to tango, this pretence is a surprise.
But women must play victim, feel ashamed to let you in,
unless of course we’re married, and then other games begin.
A little piece of paper seems to clean our slutty ways,
but that began when you first looked at us as easy lays.
And what if you refuse us, and abandon us with babies,
why should we be seen as dirty dogs who just caught rabies?
We’d love to rent your bollocks, for the power that they give,
our female sexuality means generations live.