Kat, MAG did say she didn't want songs from folks who appreciate Bush & co, & Peter & Geoff fit that category.

Anyway, how about a strong woman song? Unfortunately I can't link to words or music cos I can't find it on google.

Frog Song by Sandra Kerr

A young woman's walking down the street one day
When above the bustle and noise
Somebody shouts - Hey - then she hears 'em say
- Hello Darling - in a husky kind of voice.
What a drag - what a bore - she says - I'll ignore 'em.
When suddenly she hears a croak.
She stopped, turned around and there on the ground
She found a little green frog who spoke.

And he said: Look at that! Fwor! You're gorgeous, you are.
Give us a smile, luv, don't be sad.
I could really fancy you, we could make sweet music
If you'd come around to my pad.
She said: I don't like your chat at all, we're quite incompatible
And Mother's warning I must heed
She says - you're all cunning breeders, and the last thing I need is
A thousand froggie mouths to feed

Now leave me alone, crawl back beneath your stone
She said, to make the frog feel small.
But it's no use cutting someone down to size
When they're seven centimetres tall.
He said - Harangue me, you're lovely when you're angry
It really turn me on - he sighed.
I know it's soppy, but I like my women stroppy
She said - I like my froggies fried!

Enough merry quips - he said, and puckered up his lips
In a manner that was most obscene.
She said - I'm not going to snog with a completely strange frog.
Besides you're squidgy and you're green.
His eyes undressed her, it really depressed her
Enough of that, she said - Just stop it.
I'm losing my cool, you amphibious fool.
Go back to your pond, go on hop it!

He said - I do apologise. Can't you see in in disguise?
In fact, I am a nice young man.
But I'm not feeling well: I've been put under a spell.
But you can help, and here's the plan:
Take me home to your bed, lay me down by your head
One kiss and then your prince will come.
She said - It's never worked before - and if it does I'm sure
That story won't convince my Mum.

Still she took him home and said - I must just use the phone.
To discuss this matter with my friend
He said - Return soon, my sweet and I'll make your life complete
One kiss and then as one we'll blend.
She went off for a chat, and when she came back
She said - Your vow of love I must refuse
We've both thought about it, and neither of us doubt it
A talking frog would be more use!

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sandra