I'm still waiting for the day

When you fall on your knees

In front of me

And admit what you've done

Wrong

And Imma dance around you

Singing an obnoxious little song

Na na na na boo boo

I told you

And stick my tongue out

And take your job

And do less work

And get paid more than you ever did

And hurt you real bad

And blame it on your outfit

And tell you to get in the kitchen

And make me dinner

Cause I'm hungry, goddammit!

Hungry for justice, that is . . .

Then we'll be even

And all that peace and harmony

And stuff can happen.

XXX

Ella Fitzgerald