I'm sorry a Pulp song isn't as intellectual as others as a basis 

They came from Staines, they had a thirst for knowledge
They saw a bandwagon at sixth form college
That’s where I caught their eye
They told me that they felt just like me
I said “in that case go live my life,
They said fine
Then in thirty seconds time they said
We want to dress like women people
We want to have whatever women people have
We want to be like women people
Want to live like women people
like me
Well what else could I do
I said “I’ll see what I can do”
I told them about women’s spaces
I don’t know why
But it must have started somewhere
So it started there
They said pretend we’ve got no willies,
I just laughed and said,
"Oh you’re so silly”
They said "Yeah?
Well I can't see anyone else laughing in here.
Are you sure..
You want to live like women people,
You want to have whatever women people have,
You want to dress like women people,
You want to be like women people,
Like me
But I didn't understand,
I just smiled and held their hand.
Grow your hair and wear a skirt
Pretend that all your feelz are hurt
Pretend the records can be wiped
Conform to all the stereotypes
But still you’ll never get it right
Cause when you’re laid in bed at night
And female fun just starts to pall
If you changed your mind you could stop it all.
You'll never live like women people,
You'll never do whatever women people do,
You'll never be like women people,
Your male gaze never slides out of view
So go back to being you
Because there’s nothing else to do
Sing along with the women people,
Sing along and it might just get you through.
Laugh along with the women people,
Laugh along even though they're laughing at you,
And the stupid things that you do.
Because you know women are cool.