You are the original template
You are the original exemplary
How seen were actually?
How revered were you (honestly) at the time?
Why pleased with you low maintenance?
You loved us more than we could’ve loved you back
Where was you ally your partner in feminine crime?
Oh mother who’s your buddy?
Oh mother who’s got your back?
The heart of the house
The heart of the house
All hail the goddess!
You were «good ol'»
You were «count on ‘er ’til four am»
You saw me run from the house
In the snow melodramatically
Oh mother who’s your sister?
Oh mother who’s your friend?
The heart of the house
The heart of that house
All hail the goddess!
We left the men and we went for a walk in the gatineau
And talked like women to women would
«Where did you get that from?
Must’ve been your father your dad»
I got it from you I got it from you
Do you see yourself in my gipsy garage sale ways?
In my fits of laughter?
In my tinkerbell tendencies?
In my lack of colour coordination?