Maybe Just a Tad Extreme?

Although if I were a different species, I'd probably want to be male.  We're the only ones who screwed it up!

I would just like to say that it is my conviction
That longer hair and other flamboyant affectations
Of appearance are nothing more
Than the male's emergence from his drab camouflage
Into the gaudy plumage
Which is the birthright of his sex

There is a peculiar notion that elegant plumage
And fine feathers are not proper for the male
When ac---tually
That is the way things are
In most species

Anyone recognise the lyrics (without googling)?