Female Warrior:
Tell me somethin' I need to-o know
Why are my breasts consistently on sho-o-ow?
A stri-ip of leather around my-y waist
Because my navel really needs that spa-a-ace
I'm a warrior, I stab, slice a-and slit
More that needs protection than my-y pri-iva-ates
No, the metal all went to the-ese gau-auntlets
And they're still on my friggin' ba-are ski-i-in

Look, if you wa-ant me killin'
You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get me proper armour
High heels? Tell me-e you're kiddin'
Not laughin', laughin', laughin', laughin', get me proper armour
I need pro-oper armour
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Give me, give me, give me
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Proper, proper armour

Male Companion:
I've seen your options, might lend you-ou mi-ine
Need you in one pie-iece, no-ot wearin' one, besi-ides
Supposed to-o-o be "sexy-y" but I must sa-ay
I-It just looks awkward, you-ou're stuck with that all da-a-a-a-ay
Thigh-high boots, I just don't see the pu-u-urpose
How is a thong battle materie-e-el?
There's "makin' the armour look femi-i-i-ini-ine"
This is just ta-aki-in' the piss, why-y-y-y-y-y?

Female Warrior (Male Companion):
I've got words fo-or the smithy
I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta have some proper armour (you need proper armour)
I got a (ow) ma-ajor wedgie
I'm gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna get some proper armour (proper armour)
I need pro-oper armour
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Give me, give me, give me
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Proper, proper armour (oh-oh-oh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Give me, give me, give me
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Proper, proper armour (why no real pro-oper armou-our?)

Male Companion:
She's a woman, but you don't have to point it ou-out (to point it ou-out)
Female Warrior:
Can't I guard my, my, my organs, yeah?
Male Companion:
Oh-woah-oh-oh-oh
If they're not in boobsocks, then they're floppin' abou-out (floppin' abou-out)
Female Warrior:
And plus the steel, steel, steel cuts i-in

Female Warrior (Male Companion):
Are these spikes ne-ecessary (yeah)?
I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get some proper armour (those might cut ya, cut ya, cut)
And this bare ba-ack might kill me (ooh-ooh-ooh)
You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta make some proper armour
Backless? Tha-at's just crazy
All my armou-ours are "sexy" (hey)
Why can't ya, can't ya, can't ya, can't ya make some pro-oper armour (pro-oper armour)?
It's gettin' rea-eally creepy
You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta (you should do it, dude, do it)
Make some proper armour (make some proper armour, hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Give me, give me, give me (just looks crass, dude)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Proper, proper armour (like she's in her undie-ies, undie-ies, creepy)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Give me, give me, give me (give her functional armour, armou-ou-our quickly)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh-ooh-ooh
Proper, proper armour (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)