Damn (what must a woman do) - Christine and the Queens

Let me taste

On a butch babe in LA

Iron and clay, and clay, and clay

Let me spit

On this young man fresh asleep

The end of our friendship

Too deep, too deep

Damn, what must a woman do?

Para follarse, para follarse

Damn, what must a woman do?

Para joderse, para joderse

Do I have to pay?

'Cause I sure can pay, can pay

Do I have to wait?

I don’t wanna wait, no way

Let me mourn

The one that corrupted all

How cold she doesn’t call, no calls, no calls

Just like before

I’m worn out but I want some more

Naked with opened door

Encore, encore

Damn, what must a woman do?

(Is it how I’m supposed to feel once again?)

Damn, what must a woman do?

(Shame and isolation, crippled with lust)

Damn, what must a woman do?

(Can't you see that I’m soft to the touch, my sister?)

Damn, what must a woman do?

(Brother, can’t you see that I’m soft to the touch?)

Damn, what must a woman do?

Para follarse, para follarse

Damn, what must a woman do?

Para joderse, para joderse

Do I have to pay?

'Cause I sure can pay, can pay

Do I have to wait?

I don’t wanna wait, no way, oh