Fifty-nine Cents - текст песни
Fifty-nine Cents
High school daydreams come easy and free When you're a working woman whatcha gonna be? A senator, a surgeon, aim for the heights But the guidance office says lower your sights to
CHORUS: Fifty-nine cents for every man's dollar Fifty-nine cents it's a lowdown deal Fifty-nine cents makes a grown woman holler They give you a diploma it's your paycheck they steal.
She's off to college, the elite kind To polish her manners, sharpen her mind Honors in English, letter in lacrosse Types her to type for her favorite boss at
CHORUS (They give you a degree...)
Junior executive on her way up Special assistant to the man at the top She's one in a million and all she found Was her own secretary now to order around at
CHORUS (They give you a title...)
But the word is being processed in the typing pool A working woman ain't nobody's fool She's telling the boss on Secretary's Day You can keep your flowers, buddy, give me a raise more than
Fifty-nine cents for every man's dollar Fifty-nine cents--oh, the deal has changed Fifty-nine cents makes a grown woman holler You can keep your flowers, buddy, give us a raise.
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