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
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, yeah-yeah
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
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 maker, 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
