Ship Named Frank

They say it's no big deal girls

He's just one 's' shy of a she, sure

Hey it's only words

They why is it he instead of her

Always you're moaning

Kick start that broken down brain

In your head

Get smart why believe every word that you've read

Get straight the feminine figures in fact

Amen, hey men

She's oh so welcome to flock in the name

But it's his rib, her blame

She found the answer but the question

Remains, why is it his bush in flames?

Til her master's voice is a personal choice

The good book could be better

I'd like to sail on a ship named Frank

Til the good lord's setting sun sank

I'd vote labour from my birth

While man is overboard and woman paid

Under her worth

Kick start that broken down brain

In your head

Get smart why believe every word that you've read

Get straight the feminine figures in fact

Amen, hey men

She's oh so welcome to flock in the name

But it's his rib, her blame

She found the answer but the question

Remains, why is it his bush in flames?

Til her master's voice is a personal choice

The good book could be better