Get It Girl, You Go

Well, she dreamed a little dream, aced the test

Arose with a diploma, no time to rest

Got a job, a flat, joined the race

Never tell this woman she should know her place

A few years later frames another degree

Fillin' up her C-cup, gettin' vitamin D

Took the baby to the doc, was almost late

For the big presentation that would pave the way

Made some noise so that the boys, they heard what she had to say

And dinner's on the table spite a long ass day

Bought her baby girl an airplane and her son a doll

No agenda with your gender gotta learn to do it all

Hey hey, she came to play

Oh oh, get out of her way

Thank you, mama, thank you, friend

I got front row seats to watch the queen ascend

Baby, how you feeling?

Breakin' that glass ceiling

Time to run the world, we're taking over this place

Welcome to the future, it was worth wait

Strike it, light it, you'll ignite it

Get it girl, you go

No lies, no shame, girl, that's your name

That everybody knows

You take the high road

Get it girl, you go

She made the all-star team, coach put her in

Well, alley oops, she did it again

Mama cheers her on, beamin' with pride

While she's runnin' for the senate on the side

Gun control, climate change, freedom of press

Next up, the president of the US

Hey hey, she came to play

Oh oh, get out of her way

Using her freedom, using her voice

When God says free will, she means choice

Baby, how you feeling?

Breakin' that glass ceiling?

Serving up valor, serving up grace

Now this is the shit that makes America great

Strike it, write it, let 'em fight it

Get it girl, you go

No lies, no shame, girl, that's your name

That everybody knows

You take the high road

Get it girl, you go

Girls don't wanna just have fun

Y'all know women get it done

Like RBG and AOC

We're busy makin' history

Shave legs (check), blow dry (check)

Fresh face of make-up costs half your (check)

Oh, oh

Hey hey, she came to play

Oh oh, get out of her way

Oh, thank you, mama, thank you, friend

I got front row seats to watch the queen ascend

Baby, how you feeling?

Breakin' that glass ceiling?

We're taking it to NASA, shoot it into space

Welcome to the future, it was worth the wait

Strike it, write it, let 'em fight it

Get it girl, you go

No lies, no shame, girl, that's your name

That everybody knows

You take the high road

Get it girl, you go

• Artist:Laura Bell Bundy
• Album:Women Of Tomorrow