Men - The Forester Sisters

They buy you dinner open your door

Other then that what are they good for

Men I'm talking about men

They all want a girl just like the girl that married dear old dad

They make me so mad

Men I'm talking about men

CHORUS:

Well you can't beat 'em up cause they're bigger then you

You can't live with 'em and you just can't shoot 'em

Men, I'm talking about men

They love their toys They make their noise

They're nothing but a bunch of over grown boys

Men, I'm talking about men

If you give ' em what they want they never fall in love

Don't give 'em nothing they can't get enough

Men, I'm talking about men

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In the beginning they alway aim to please

They serve a purpose they fill a need

They ensure the survival of the species

They take you for a ride run of gas

Most of the time they're a pain in the Yea, yea

Men I'm talking about men

Silver tongue devils Lying through their teeth

Saying anything just to sweep you off of your feet

Ooh yea Men, talking about men Mere mortal men