Baba Brinkman, Miss Cherry On Top - Seven Veils lyrics

Some of these feminist women want
To try to tell me
That the recent resurgence of extreme porno’s
Gonna turn a lot of
Virgins into Aileen Wuournos
These ivy league wardens on the female form
Have been sounding sore notes
But they’re really just stressed
‘Cause they’re too repressed to get
Thrills from jigglin’ breasts
So if you want to write
A critical text about feminine
Oppression and subliminal messages
And sexual images
Then, just do what you think is best
But when you’re finished with the
Righteous intellect you might just
Wanna visit with some women
Who get into burlesque
Who express their feminism in
A crinoline dress
And shed their inhibitions by
Revealin’ some flesh
There’s no emotions closed off
No poppin’ Zoloft
Just pantyhose droppin’ and the takin’
Of all clothes off
And shakin’ what you’ve got and
Showin’ all your poses off
And takin’ the yoke of male
Domination and throwin’ it off
Along with your robes and
Recently exposed bras
So don’t tell me there’s no
Romance in pole dancin’
It’s an optical erogenous
Zone expansion dammit
It’s the dance of the seven veils
With ruby red nails
But, I can’t make heads or tails
Of whether this is meant to impress the males
Or let the females express themselves

I’m feelin’ quite confused by these
Women who get offended
By the vice and lewdness of the Moulin Rouge
It’s like a righteous
Christian pro-lifer’s views
If you’re tryin’ to take away
A woman’s right to choose
Whether to get pleasure from men’s
Eyes on their boobs
And if they really like it and
The guys want it too then who are you to say
That it isn’t empowering
To make entertainment out
Of lesbians showering
Together, and oiling each
Other with ointment?
Are you trying to make a
Point by souring our enjoyment
Of the spectacle, or by cowering yes-men
And adding specimens to your
Collection of testicles
In a fishbowl? Tell me yes or no!
I’m an intellectual too, like Cecil Rhodes
I just wanna have my fetishes accepted though
I wanna see feminist academics stripping
In feather boas at my next burlesque show
I wanna see them dirty dancing to my vocals
I wanna see them flirting with
Me through their bifocals
I’m gonna hold my breath and
Expect to die hopeful
It’s the dance of the seven veils
With ruby red nails
But, I can’t make heads or tails
Of whether this is meant to impress the males
Or let the females express themselves

Oh please, oh please, express yourself
Never feel like you oppress yourself
Even if it's just to impress the males
Just express yourself, express yourself