She's On a Mission.Iron Ma'am
(Sung to the tune of Black Sabbath's "Iron Man")
Puckered with distaste,
Iron Ma'am's disdain shows in her face.
Times have changed too much,
The girls are chasing boys, sexting and such.
Hem below the knees,
Legs crossed at the ankles - she's not a tease.
Whither the cultured kind?
One more tacky tramp stamp and she'll lose her mind.
"Are you kidding me?
Those savages ignored my RSVP!"
Where's her thank-you note?
An email doesn't count - it must be hand-wrote!
CHORUS:
Nobody gets her,
Society's been set adrift.
Where's the decorum?
She's starting to get downright miffed.
Denim at the Met?
She gives that girl a lecture she won't forget.
White shoes into fall?
Iron Ma'am's determined to fix them all.
CHORUS:
Nobody gets her,
They think she's stuck in the past.
But that matron's fed up,
And she's gonna start kickin' ass.
Rules must be restored,
Iron Ma'am's prepared to go to the Board.
Boorish co-op party flap,
A lady of her station won't take that crap!
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C'mon, You Guys! Sing Along!
