The mocking lady of cambridge came running from the hills.
The mocking lady of cambridge, came and ate her fill.
She left no men standing, she thought they all were scum.
The mocking lady of cambridge, came and brought it on.
The mocking lady of cambridge, despises all men.
Tongue sharp as a razor, teeth alike Big Ben.
Humiliate or denegrade, she doesn't do what told,
The mocking lady of cambridge is a sight to behold.
Now once there was a friar, by the name of Tuck.
Travelling the country, all down on his luck.
He heard about the lady, about her evil ways,
Suddenly our friar, saw purpose in his days.
Our valerous friar, tracked down her lair,
Dodging bones and bats, he found her at home there.
He took out his crucifix and invoked the lord:
BEGONE YE EVIL LADY! And the land was restored.
Now there are certain women, I see a few of them here,
They imitate the lady, but fellas, don't you fear.
They call themselves feminists, but I just call them mad.
Send them to the friar and he will solve all that!
