Can't Pin Me Down
You can paint me any colourAnd I can be your clownBut you ain’t got my numberNo you can’t pin me downYeah you can’t pin me downYeah you can’t pin me down
Now I got your back upWhat do you not likeDo you think I’m stuck upCause I’m always picking fightsYou might think I’m one thing but I am anotherYou can’t call my bluffTime to back off motherfucker
Do you really want me to write a feminist anthemI’m happy cooking dinner in the kitchen for my husbandYeah, Yeah…
You can paint me any colourAnd I can be your clownBut you ain’t got my numberNo you can’t pin me downYeah you can’t pin me downYeah you can’t pin me down
You ain’t got me sussed yetYou’re not even closeBaby it’s the one thingthat I hate the mostAll these contradictions pouring out of mejust another girl in the 21st century
I’m never gonna give you anything that you expectYou think i’m like the othersyou need to get your eyes checked
You can paint me any colourAnd I can be your clownBut you ain’t got my numberNo you can’t pin me downYeah you can’t pin me downYeah you can’t pin me down
I could be your sisterI could be your motherI could be your friend orI could be your loverdo you like my bodydo you like my mindwhat is it that you are having trouble to define?
I am never gonna give you anything you expectYou think I’m like the others, boy you need to get your eyes checked
You can paint me any colourI can be your russian dollbut you ain’t got my numberno, you can’t make me smallYou can paint me any colourAnd I can be your clownBut you ain’t got my numberNo you can’t pin me downYeah you can’t pin me downYeah you can’t pin me down