Hellcat Etiquette
Into the fire out of the frying pan
No man is an island but a woman is a marked man
And some of us are drang, some of us are sturm
Some of us hold tenderly, some of us hold firm
Know when to pack your bags and when to sign your lease
When to speak up and when to hold your peace
Know when to hold them
Know when to fold them
Know when to read the signs and when you gotta burn them
Well some of us are joy, some of us are mirth
Some of us will till the soil, some will salt the earth
And some of us are judges, some give the runaround
Some of us pull punches and some of us double down
Know when to pack your bags and when to sign your lease
When to speak up and when to hold your peace
Know when to hold them
Know when to fold them
Know when to read the signs and when you gotta burn them
When you're wrong you're wrong and when you're right you're right
The caged bird will sleep through the day but sing so sweet at night
Some of us are proud, some a little nervous
Some of us are at your throat, some are at your service
Know when to pack your bags and when to sign your lease
When to speak up and when to hold your peace
Know when to hold them
Know when to fold them
Know when to read the signs and when you gotta burn them
No man is an island but a woman is a marked man
And some of us are drang, some of us are sturm
Some of us hold tenderly, some of us hold firm
Know when to pack your bags and when to sign your lease
When to speak up and when to hold your peace
Know when to hold them
Know when to fold them
Know when to read the signs and when you gotta burn them
Well some of us are joy, some of us are mirth
Some of us will till the soil, some will salt the earth
And some of us are judges, some give the runaround
Some of us pull punches and some of us double down
Know when to pack your bags and when to sign your lease
When to speak up and when to hold your peace
Know when to hold them
Know when to fold them
Know when to read the signs and when you gotta burn them
When you're wrong you're wrong and when you're right you're right
The caged bird will sleep through the day but sing so sweet at night
Some of us are proud, some a little nervous
Some of us are at your throat, some are at your service
Know when to pack your bags and when to sign your lease
When to speak up and when to hold your peace
Know when to hold them
Know when to fold them
Know when to read the signs and when you gotta burn them
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