As soon as you're born, grownups check were you pee
And then they decide just how you're s'posed to be
Girls pink and quiet, boys noisy and blue
Seems like a dumb way to choose what you'll do

Well, it's only a wee wee, so what's the big deal?
It's only a wee wee, so what's all the fuss?
It's only a wee wee and everyone's got one
There's better things to discuss

Now girls must use makeup, girl's names and girl's clothes
And boys must use sneakers, but not pantyhose
The grownups will teach you the rules to their dance
And if you get confused, they'll say "Look in your pants"

Well, it's only a wee wee, so what's the big deal?
It's only a wee wee, so what's all the fuss?
It's only a wee wee and everyone's got one
There's better things to discuss

If I live to be nine, I won't understand
Why grownups are totally obsessed with their glands
If I touch myself, "Don't do that," I'm told
And they treat me like I might explode

Well, it's only a wee wee, so what's the big deal?
It's only a wee wee, so what's all the fuss?
It's only a wee wee and everyone's got one
There's better things to discuss

Now grownups watch closely each move that we make
Boys must not cry, and girls must make cake
It's all very formal and I think it smells
Let's all be abnormal and act like ourselves

Well, it's only a wee wee, so what's the big deal?
It's only a wee wee, so what's all the fuss?
It's only a wee wee and everyone's got one
There's better things to discuss

It's only a wee wee, so what's the big deal?
It's only a wee wee, so what's all the fuss?
It's only a wee wee and everyone's got one
There's better things to discuss