D5    C5

C5         D5          
I've got soul in my bones 
      C5                                D5
Got a home, a dog and a man to call my own 

Every month 
            C5
I've got my period 

To take care of 
                       D5
And to collect in blue tampons 


D5
Na na na 
C5
Na na na 


         D5
I've got mace, pepper-spray 
          C5                                    D5
And some shoes that runs faster than a rapist rapes
               C5                                 D5
What I need is chemical castrations, hope and godspeed 


D5
Na na na 
C5
Na na na