Lyrics

[Verse 1] You are the original template You are the original exemplary How seen were you actually? How revered were you, honestly, at the time? [Verse 2] Why, pleased with your low maintenance You loved us more than we could've loved you back Where was your ally Your partner in feminine crime? [Chorus] Oh ho, mother, who's your buddy? Oh ho, mother, who's got your back? The heart of the house The heart of the house All hail the goddess [Verse 3] You were "good ol'" You were "count on her till four a.m." You saw me run from the house In the snow melodramatically [Chorus] Oh ho, mother, who's your sister? Oh ho, mother, who's your friend? The heart of the house The heart of that house All hail the goddess [Outro] We left the men and we went for a walk in the Gatineaus And talked like women, like women to women would Womyn to womyn would "Where did you get that from? Must've been your father, your dad" And I got it from you, I got it from you Do you see yourself in my gypsy garage sale ways? In my fits of laughter? In my Tinkerbell tendencies? In my lack of color coordination?