A metaphor is a glorious thing
A diamond ring, the first day of summer
A metaphor is a breath of fresh air
A turn-on, an aphrodisiac

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors

Use them wisely, use them well
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness

A metaphor is a popular place
A parking space, a multiplex showing
A remake whose action is louder than words
She whispers, "Can we be going, going?"

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors

Use them wisely, use them well
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness

Who's up for a metaphor?
(We're up for a metaphor)
Are you chicks up for a metaphor?
(Yes, we're up for a metaphor)
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't mix them
(We, we, we won't mix them)
Don't, don't, don't, don't mix them
(We wouldn't dream of mixing 'em)

Use them wisely, use them well
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness

A metaphor is a glorious thing
A diamond ring, the first day of summer
A metaphor is a breath of fresh air
A turn-on, an aphrodisiac

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors

A metaphor is a glorious thing
A diamond ring, the first day of summer
A metaphor is a breath of fresh air
A turn-on, an aphrodisiac

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Use them wisely, use them well
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness

A metaphor is a glorious thing
(Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig)
A metaphor is a breath of fresh air
(Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig)
A metaphor is a glorious thing
(Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig)
A metaphor is a breath of fresh air
(Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig)

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors

Use them wisely, use them well
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness