I went to the bathroom
Just to check my hair
During practice for a band
I joined on a dare
When I came back small heart attack
Form the note on the door
It said no girls allowed
Go home. We don't want you no more
[Chorus]
Does it mean that I'm outta the band again
Does it mean I'm walking home alone?
Through the tenderloin alone
Knew that I would never get that boob job that you wanted me to
Knew it was the final straw, wouldn't hold the lollipop at the photo shoot last week
Well, I have found a better band, one that don't require men
All our songs are about the body politic
Most of them are covers
And we practice in the suburbs
And we all have multiple lovers and we're called the Beckies
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