Woman is the nigger of the world   Yes, she is, think about it   Woman is the nigger of the world   Think about it, do something about it      We make her paint her face and dance   If she won't be a slave, we say that she don't love us   If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man   While puttin' her down, we pretend that she's above us      You know, woman is the nigger of the world, yeah   If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with   Woman is the slave to the slave   Ah, yeah, if you believe me, scream about it      We make her bear and raise our children   And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen   We tell her, home is the only place she should be   Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend      Well, now, woman is the nigger of the world, yeah, she is   If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with   Woman is the slave to the slave   Yeah, if you believe me, you better scream      We insult her every day on TV   And wonder why she has no guts or confidence   When she's young we kill her will to be free   This is the one that I can never remember   But you get the message anyway      You know that woman is the nigger of the world   Yes, she is, if you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with   Woman is the slave to the slave   Yeah, Connely was right, we scream it      We make her paint her face and dance   We make her paint her face and dance   We make her paint her face and dance      You know, we make her paint her face and dance   Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance   We make her paint her face and dance