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© 1990 Neal Gladstone
Men, I don't under- stand them
Men they give me such a pain
Men there's no use to defend them
They're only good for driving you insane
They stare at you and pester you and come knocking at your door
They tell you that they love you like they never did before
And when they get you where they want you, they don't want you anymore
Ah, men, men
M is for the Misery they cause you
E is for the Energy they take
N is for the Nuisance they are to you
Oh how could God have made such a mistake?
Men, there must be a good one
A man, a girl like me could love
But then, I have never met one
Who's not a selfish good for nothing bum
Ah, men.
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