Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Biscuits in The Oven & Your Buns in The Bed

(kinky friedman)

You uppity women, I understand
Why you go and try to act like a man,
But before you your weekly visit to the shrink
You occupy the kitchen, liberate the sink.

"Get your biscuits in the and your buns in the bed,"
what I to my baby said,
"Women's liberation is a-going to head,
"Get biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed."

Early every you're out on the street
out pamphlets to everyone you meet.
You gave up your Form for Lent
And now the of your dress has an air scoop vent.

Every single great man that's ever come
Had a little woman always tellin' him that wrong.
Eve said to Adam, "Here's an for you, Hoss"
And defoliated Samson's moss.

Get your in the oven and your buns in the bed
That's what I to my said,
liberation is a-goin' to your head,
Get your biscuits in the oven and buns in the bed.

Meanie minded harpies are breaking all the
up their girdles and a-burning up their bras,
Now the air is and the sex is clean
And your coffee makes my hair green.

So emancipated in your mind and your body,
Gonna have to cancel all lessons in karate.
If you can't love a chauvinist
You better cross me off of your list.

Get your in the oven and your buns in the bed
what I to my baby said,
Women's liberation is a-going to head,
Get your biscuits in the and your buns in the bed.