Way back to paradise

We are ruled by our brothers
We are ruled by our husbands
We jump at the voices of our masters
And do as they say
We are bartered and traded
Along with cattle and cotton
We have to be beautiful
And it helps to have a dowery of some kind
We have to show humility
And have the presence of mind
To never complain
And they say it's our fault
We were thrown out of Eden
To be turned into salt...

But there is a way back to paradise
There is a way
Study all men
Learn what they lack
Sweeten and stroke
Before you attack
Put up a front
And slip through the back
Be on your way back
To paradise

Long ago back in Eden
When we didn't need husbands
We danced to the voices in the garden
And had our own way
We were taught by our mothers
Along the river of knowledge
Our garden was beautiful
Until the angels came to call
And on the wings of jealousy
They brought down the fall
And gave the garden to men
And put it out of our touch
We were thrown out of Eden
For knowing too much

But there is a way back to paradise
There is a way
Bide your time
Be clever and wise
When you look at a man
Look him straight in the eyes
Do not be seduced
Tell him elegant lies
Be on your way...
Be on your way back
To paradise...