Don't Call Me Madam Paroles

Not a color changed in my wardrobe
Since your affair with Woody Strode
I still can spread my teenage style
I've been known to wave a certain charm
Boys lately have called me Madam {x2}

Well I don't claim for eternal youth
But study quickly the turn of that mouth
It's fast and sugared as a clementine
And somehow addictive as lemon-lime
How dare you call me Madam ? {x2}

Well tell me now, would you feel better
To see a gold ring around my finger ?
Would it make you dress up on your hind ?
Legs, would it drive you out of you mind
Then ? Maybe you could call me Madam
Maybe you could call me Madam
I'll make you forget you called me Madam {x2}

Call me ! Don't call me Madam {x4}