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Lyrics
[Intro — instrumental only: clean acoustic guitar plucking, warm bass enters, light drums build]
[Verse 1 — smooth, playful female vocal]
He’ll tell me when he’s hurting
Doesn’t hide behind a drink
Actually says what he’s feeling
Imagine — a man who thinks
He knows the names of colors
Doesn’t call them all just blue
And if I change my hair by half an inch
Yeah, he fucking notices too
He’ll cry at stupid movies
Call his mama just to talk
Doesn’t need to puff his chest out
Just to prove it when he walks
[Pre-Chorus — drums building, teasing]
They say he’s soft, I say, “And?”
He knows exactly who he is
You can keep your macho bullshit
I’ll be over here with him
[Chorus — punchy, catchy pop-rock]
Oh, he’s feminine
That’s what you’re calling it?
’Cause he can communicate
And doesn’t throw a fucking fit?
Oh, he’s feminine
Baby, look at him
If emotional intelligence
Makes him less of a man—
Then give me feminine
[Verse 2 — heavier guitars, playful swagger]
He’ll compliment another guy
Without questioning his pride
Lets me drive, lets me decide
Doesn’t need me small beside him
He can cook, he can clean
And somehow still look obscene
With his sleeves rolled to his elbows—
Fuck, you know exactly what I mean
And when I’ve had a shitty day
He doesn’t try to fix my head
He listens while I lose my mind
Then pulls me closer into bed
[Pre-Chorus — rising]
They say he’s soft, I say, “Good”
I don’t need another wall
Give me someone strong enough
To actually fucking feel it all
[Chorus — bigger]
Oh, he’s feminine
That’s what you’re calling it?
’Cause he can communicate
And doesn’t throw a fucking fit?
Oh, he’s feminine
Baby, look at him
If emotional intelligence
Makes him less of a man—
Then give me feminine
[Bridge — instruments drop low, teasing vocal]
Paints his nails?
Cute.
Talks about his feelings?
Hot.
Goes to therapy?
Jesus fucking Christ.
[Beat slams back in]
You’re calling him feminine
Like I’m supposed to run
Baby, a man who knows himself
Is sexy as fuck
[Final Chorus — full band, soaring smooth vocal]
Oh, he’s feminine
Yeah, I’m fucking into it
He knows how to communicate
And isn’t scared of tenderness
Call him feminine
Baby, look at him
If being secure enough to feel
Makes him less of a man—
I don’t want masculine
Give me feminine
[Outro — acoustic guitar returns, instrumental only]
Details
GeneratedSep 1, 2026
Duration3:30
LanguageEnglish
Style
Female-fronted pop-rock band, plucked intro, punchy guitars, playful swagger, smooth sexy vocals, sarcastic edge.
Credits
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IronandVelvet
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