Femininity

Why can't I be the girl that I want to be?
Why can't I be the girl that I'm not?
Why do men always look as they look when they look at me?
I must have something, but what have I got?
I say I'd like to join the married class
The man says "Yes, my dear"
Then makes another pass
Femininity, femininity
I guess I'm over-blessed with femininity
I want the family life, woman's career
But all that I get is a pinch on the rear
Femininity, my femininity
Just seems to bring out basic masculinity
What do I do that turns man into beast?
He wants me the most when I offer the least
If I defend the west then he attacks the east
All I do is simply stand there
All at once I feel a hand there
Begging for my femininity
Femininity, femininity
Has always brought a crowd to my vicinity
Other girls have the same Thees and the Thoses
But they always manage to stay in their clothes
Personality, my personality
Just makes them all expect some hospitality
When a man brings me home, I ask him in
I only intend to have one little gin
Why do I always end up on the tiger's skin?
There are times I can't help feeling
As I'm staring at the ceiling
What's the point of femininity?