Men

 

© 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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