On the plane of the baritone women

They talk low

'bout stuff they know,

They sing 'oooh!'

And laugh at you

Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah!

If you can't

If you can't

Do it too

Do it too

Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah! They sing 'li-li-li-li!'

They sing 'lo-lo-lo-lo!'

The man carry purses

Wherever they go Junior executives.

All in a row,

Watch the baritone women

Do the baritone show

Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah! They sing about wheat;

They sing about corn;

They sing about places

Where women was born They sing about hate!

They sing about fear!

It seems like they all got

A pretty good ear

Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah! They sing it in harmony

Not often heard

With a big ol' cadenza

On every long word They keep it as low

As they possibly can,

And sometimes they walk

Like an e-gyp-tian

Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah! They do choreography

Still more unique!

They leave their legs open

Whenever they speak! They roll their eyes upward.

And over again,

And slam their legs closed

When they sing about men! Those baritone women!

They are not your friend!

You will make a mistake

If you go there again!