Under Your Thumb

you didn’t like diners
you didn’t like bars
birth control or birthday cards
you didn’t like shouting
you didn’t like crowds
well how do you like me now?

you didn’t like coffee
you didn’t like smoke
rude remarks or dirty jokes
you didn’t like wagers
you didn’t like weed
well how do you like me now?

I’m down on the corner in pumps and a wonderbra
you said that you would never do anything to break the law

you didn’t like actors
you didn’t like art
some malcontent with a bleeding heart
you didn’t like women 
who didn’t play dumb
well how do you like me now?

I’m down in the county in a high tech jail cell
you said that livin in sin would send me straight to hell

well it ain’t a secret
you didn’t like me
so why’d you have to keep me under lock and key?
now I got a warden 
to keep me in line
so how do you like me now?

now I’m out from
under your thumb