Yeah Yeah, men!
I’ve known alot of little boys
I’ve known many men
Now I say «Oh my God! I’m falling in love again!»
I’ve been a shoulder to cry on
Decoration to try on
But most of all, I’ve been a body to lie on
I’m getting squashed!
I’ve poured tea and sympathy
It’ll be the death of me
For all them great big babies
Talking, talking about men
Totally impossible men
Gonna get radical men
Totally predictable men
When they get physical men
Yeah yeah, men
They’ve been the start of wars and that trouble back at the bar
That caused all that insurance on your car
Look Out!
Everything they do is so hard to swallow
I’ve made up my mind
I’m gonna lead, they’re gonna follow
Two paces behind
You get some politician, talking out of his face
He’s got a bimbo too baby
Talking, talking…
Still pouring out tea and sympathy
Be the death of me
For all them grown up babies
Talking, talking about men
Totally impossible men
Gonna get radical men
Totally predictable men
When they get physical men
Totally insufferable, men
Indestructible men
Totally insensible men
Indefensible men