FOR ANITA HILL -- WHO STARTED THE BALL ROLLING
Beware the woodwork women
They are lurking, they are lurking
Just don’t get too famous, friend, that’s my sage advice
Just stay below the radar and maybe they’ll stay nice
Beware the woodwork women
Beware the woodwork women
They are waiting, they are waiting
Don’t think that you’ve outrun them -- you cannot run that fast
It might be years and years before they crawl out of your past
Beware the woodwork women
You’d best nix that run for office that you’ve dreamed about
The statute of their limitations never does run out
That time you dirty-picture-sexted Wendy what's-her-name
She intends to rat you out and share your new-found fame
. . . Should you get famous
That brief affair you had with X eleven years ago --
She told her friends -- so she has several witnesses who know!
That sexist, dirty joke you told in front of the whole class
A pretty sophomore wrote it down and plans to nail your ass
. . . Should you get famous
Beware the woodwork women
They are hiding, they are hiding
Like cicadas that lay dormant for a dozen years or more
They are waiting to get even – to settle that old score
Beware the woodwork women
Beware the woodwork women
They are watching, they are watching
One day you’ll turn around and see one coming after you
Then others will come piling on - shouting out “me too!”
Beware the woodwork women
That time you put your hand upon that babysitter’s thigh
Now she lays in waiting for her chance to crucify
That time at work you rashly groped your secretary’s breast
Friend, she’s only put on hold your overdue arrest
. . . Should you get famous
That time you and the preacher’s wife were small-town scandalized
She’s saved your emails and your notes and had ‘em notarized
That lovely thing who caused you -- to jump discretion’s track
Now she’s pinned a bull’s-eye target squarely on your back
. . . Should you get famous
EPILOGUE:
Some people say "time heals all wounds" - but not with woodwork women
It seems like time's a river that they're not about to swim in
So, friend, you best regard ALL girls as fragile china dolls
Who, should you try to bang one -- decades later --may have you by the balls!
. . . Should you get famous