(Gretchen Phillips) They have been searching for most of my life For someone to tame me, to make me his wife They say I'm unruly, I know that's not true From down on my knees I look up at you You seem quite severe, but you promise me "dear No one will harm you with me standing here" Is this my good fortune? I'm finally in luck? Now what I receive is a kinder and gentler f**k Patronizing with an obnoxious voice You'll make me pregnant, then leave me no choice With my civil rights stripped and my hair in a state I wanted more, so much more from this date You say "babe, look at me, I'm good as it gets Now I'm doing my part, you better get wet" How dare I complain of this broncing young buck? Take him at his word it's a kinder and gentler f**k Fa la la la la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la Fa la la la la la la la la la la la la la Wiggle those hips, read those lips Wiggle those hips, read those lips My will to change is going all limp as he Plunges away, don't you dare call him wimp Still I wonder about his priorities And those damn special-interest minorities The ACLU and the Middle East AIDS, legalized abortion and the deficit Maybe it's logical, maybe I'm stuck But don't we all deserve more than a kinder and gentler f**k?