Kvinne - Erik Og Kriss

Jeg er en gammaldags

Gammallaks

En gammal kar med gammal frakk

Lærte av min bestefar at kvinner setter man på plass

Og respekterer de det ikke blir det basketak

Da blir de dasket bak, jeg mener skikkelig skallebank

Er kanskje noe vrang, men har en trang på en dram

Så kjerringa hun setter fram ferskt bakst og gammaldansk

Og vi har mange barn som kona tar seg av

Jeg krever disiplin, spanskrør med buksa av

Det er et resultat av mangel på spiral

Jeg har noen pornoblad som hun må lese fraser fra

Og hun må lage mat når far kommer hjem fra bar

Hus bør være vaska og middag bør stå klar på fat

Hun har jo bikkja, hva skal hun med venner

Låser henne hjemme, karriere glem det

Få på deg korsettet

Den buksa kan du glemme

Du er jo kvinne, lær din plass å kjenne

Du tenkte kanskje du sku' si fra, si hva

Og gjøre dette til en kvinnesak, ikke bra

Men du har aldri hatt no' balletak på meg

Vi e’kke slemme men noen må bestemme

Og hvorfor må dere alltid prate sånn

D’er bare dumt

Uten noe nytt å prate om

D’er bare tomt

Vi lytter ikke, bare later som tro meg

Vær stille, når fikk kvinner egen vilje

Har alltid hatt kontroll, jeg hadde makt på bånn

(ahhh! jeg gidder ikke mer)!

kvinne

Du få'kke snakke sånn

Har du hørt -(hør)

Tøyter gjør opprør, ha, tøv, tøysete tøser krever oppgjør

Hva er greia, skal du se ut som en herre

Men bh-bålet fører kun til hengebrøst dessverre

Hva blir det neste

Har du tenkt å kjøpe kjerre

Og armhulehår, jeg kan ikke tenke meg no' verre

Det her er fåfengt, du ser det hele småvrengt

For sånn som det ser ut nå er skillsmisse påtenkt

Hva har skjedd, alt er feil, har du blitt skeiv

Skal du låne aftershave

Og hvorfor har du klipt deg?

Du skjønner, visse ting er gitt

Det er naturlover

Du serverer meg kaker, sånne med glasur over

Det skulle tatt seg ut om alle gjorde som deg

Kvinnefrigjøring (pøh)

Kom her og sett deg på meg

Du tenkte kanskje du sku' si fra, si hva

Og gjøre dette til en kvinnesak, ikke bra

Men du har aldri hatt no' balletak på meg

Vi e’kke slemme men noen må bestemme

Og hvorfor må dere alltid prate sånn

D’er bare dumt

Uten noe nytt å prate om

D’er bare tomt

Vi lytter ikke, bare later som tro meg

Vær stille, når fikk kvinner egen vilje

Så du vil snakke om kjønnsrollene

Men først kom deg ut på kjøkkenet og hent bollene

Og hvem er egentlig du til å klage

For gjett hvem som fikk oss pælma ut av edens hage

Likestilling, hva

Er det noe innen kamasutra

Det er kvinnedag en gang per år

Og mandag er en gang i uka

Er utdannet husmor, hva skal du med skolering

Og blir du med på trekant om vi kaller det kvotering

Du tenkte kanskje du sku' si fra, si hva

Og gjøre dette til en kvinnesak, ikke bra

Men du har aldri hatt no' balletak på meg

Vi e’kke slemme men noen må bestemme

Og hvorfor må dere alltid prate sånn

D’er bare dumt

Uten noe nytt å prate om

D’er bare tomt

Vi lytter ikke, bare later som tro meg

Vær stille, når fikk kvinner egen vilje

I'm an old-fashioned man

Old salmon

An old guy with an old coat

Learned from my grandfather that women are put in place

And if they do not respect it, it will be a basket case

Then they are slapped on the back, I mean proper skull bang

Is maybe a bit crooked, but has a craving for a dram

Then the old woman she presents freshly baked and Old Danish

And we have many children that his wife takes care of

I demand discipline, rattan with my pants off

It is a result of lack of spiral

I have some porn magazines that she needs to read phrases from

And she has to cook when Dad comes home from the bar

House should be washed and dinner should be ready on tap

She has the dog, what is she going to do with friends

Locks her up at home, career forget it

Put on the corset

You can forget those pants

You are a woman, get to know your place

You thought maybe you should say, say what

And make this a woman's issue, not good

But you've never had a ballet on me

We are not bad but someone has to decide

And why do you always have to talk like that?

It's just stupid

Without anything new to talk about

It's just empty

We do not listen, just pretend to believe me

Be quiet, when women got their own will

Have always had control, I had power under control

(ahhh! I do not bother anymore)!

woman

You must not talk like that

Have you heard - (listen)

Clowns rebel, ha, hesitate, silly girls demand settlement

What's the point, you should look like a gentleman

But the bra fire only leads to sagging breasts unfortunately

What's next

Are you planning to buy a cart

And armpit hair, I can not think of anything worse

This is vain, you see it all twisted

Because as it looks now, divorce is planned

What has happened, everything is wrong, you have become crooked

Should you borrow aftershave

And why did you cut your hair?

You see, certain things are given

These are laws of nature

You serve me cakes, like that with icing on top

It would work out if everyone did as you did

Women's liberation (pøh)

Come here and look at me

You thought maybe you should say, say what

And make this a woman's issue, not good

But you've never had a ballet on me

We are not bad but someone has to decide

And why do you always have to talk like that?

It's just stupid

Without anything new to talk about

It's just empty

We do not listen, just pretend to believe me

Be quiet, when women got their own will

So you want to talk about gender roles

But first get out of the kitchen and get the bowls

And who are you really to complain

For guess who got us out of the Garden of Eden

Gender equality, what

Is there anything in kamasutra

It is Women's Day once a year

And Monday is once a week

Is a trained housewife, what are you going to do with schooling

And you join the triangle if we call it quotas

You thought maybe you should say, say what

And make this a woman's issue, not good

But you've never had a ballet on me

We are not bad but someone has to decide

And why do you always have to talk like that?

It's just stupid

Without anything new to talk about

It's just empty

We do not listen, just pretend to believe me

Be quiet, when women got their own will