My Girl Don't Like Men
You got the light in your eyes
But your glare pierces violently
You secretly smile
You're so coy, you're so vile
There are days when you're tame
There are days when you're wild
There are days that you swim
Against the flow of the Nile
You blame them, you blame me
You blame the patriarchy
And never walk alone at night
Without a fistful of keys
There's no kings, there's no queens
No pockets on your jeans
There's no kings, there's no queens
No pockets, No pockets, No pockets
My girl, she don't like men
What a shame she stayed with me
There ain't a chance that I will ever be
Half as damn pretty
I'm feelin' yeah I'm feeling yeah
I'm feelin' alright
Until the moment you walked in
Only to start up a fight
You call me lazy every day
Why should I argue? you're right
I guess our lives are now a constant state
Of fight or flight
You're lacing up your boxing gloves
And trimming your nails
You want a red target painted
On the face of every male
No friendship bracelets
No lover in your locket
You wanna rip my eyeballs
From their socket, their socket
My girl, she don't like men
What a shame she stayed with me
There ain't a chance that I will ever be
Half as damn pretty
But your glare pierces violently
You secretly smile
You're so coy, you're so vile
There are days when you're tame
There are days when you're wild
There are days that you swim
Against the flow of the Nile
You blame them, you blame me
You blame the patriarchy
And never walk alone at night
Without a fistful of keys
There's no kings, there's no queens
No pockets on your jeans
There's no kings, there's no queens
No pockets, No pockets, No pockets
My girl, she don't like men
What a shame she stayed with me
There ain't a chance that I will ever be
Half as damn pretty
I'm feelin' yeah I'm feeling yeah
I'm feelin' alright
Until the moment you walked in
Only to start up a fight
You call me lazy every day
Why should I argue? you're right
I guess our lives are now a constant state
Of fight or flight
You're lacing up your boxing gloves
And trimming your nails
You want a red target painted
On the face of every male
No friendship bracelets
No lover in your locket
You wanna rip my eyeballs
From their socket, their socket
My girl, she don't like men
What a shame she stayed with me
There ain't a chance that I will ever be
Half as damn pretty
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Writer(s): Morgan Wenter
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