And I can be your clown

But you ain't got my number

Yeah, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down

Now I got your back up

What do you not like?

Do you think I'm stuck up

Cause I'm always picking fights

You might think I'm one thing, but I am another

You can't call my bluff

Time to back off, motherfucker

Do you really want me to write a feminist anthem?

I'm happy cooking dinner in the kitchen for my husband

Yeah, yeah

You can paint me any colour

And I can be your clown

But you ain't got my number

Yeah, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down

You ain't got me sussed yet

You're not even close

Baby it's the one thing

That I hate the most

All these contradictions pouring out of me

Just another girl in the 21st century

I am never gonna give you anything you expect

You think I'm like the others, boy, you need to get your eyes

Checked, checked

You can paint me any colour

And I can be your clown

But you ain't got my number

No, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down

I could be your sister

I could be your mother

I could be your neighbour

I could be your lover

Do you like my body?

Do you like my mind?

What is it that you are having trouble to define?

I am never gonna give you anything you expect

You think I'm like the others, boy, you need to get your eyes

Checked, checked

You can paint me any colour

I can be your russian doll

But you ain't got my number

No, you can't make me small

You can paint me any colour

And I can be your clown

But you ain't got my number

No, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down

Yeah, you can't pin me down