(I Think) My Baby Is a Communist Lyrics

Tell me something I don't know
my girl is thinking when she's talking to me
I met her in the social sciences section
of the public library
I never wanted to know better
I'm having intellectual debates
I never should have answered that
now it's way too late
it's way too late

She's a feminist
She's an atheist
She's an existentialist
I think my baby is a communist

I was hanging around on the socialist scene
The proletariat vision baby isn't what it seems
She's got Marxist hair, she's got Marxist eyes
She's got such a revolutionary view of the Capitalist lie
and I know why
I know why
She's a feminist
She's an atheist
She's an existentialist
I think my baby is a communist

Sometimes I think, sometimes I think
I never ever wanna call her on the telephone
I got my own private view of the world
That she don't ever want to leave alone
Shes got real weird friends that wear red with subversive ideology
I can't stand it when we're all alone
And she says comrade baby
indoctrinate me
She's a feminist
She's an atheist
She's an existentialist
She's a leftist
A vegetarianist
She's got a hairy chest
You should see her bench-press!
I think my baby is a communist