How to Handle a Woman

You swore that you had taught me everything from A to Z
With nary an omission in between
Well, I shall tell you what
You obviously forgot
That's how a ruler rules a... queen!
And what of teaching me by turning me to animal and bird?
From beaver to the smallest bobolink
I should have had the whirl
To change into a girl
To learn the way the creatures think!

But wasn't there a night
On a summer, long gone by
We passed a couple wrangling away
And did I not say 'Merlin, what if that chap were I?'

And did he not give counsel and say...
What was it now? My mind's a wall
Oh, yes, by jove... now I recall
'How to handle a woman?
There's a way,' said the wise old man,
'A way known by ev'ry woman
Since the whole rigmarole began.'

'Do I flatter her?' I begged him answer.
'Do I threaten or cajole or plead?
Do I brood or play the gay romancer?'
Said he, smiling: 'No indeed.

How to handle a woman?
Mark me well, I will tell you, sir
The way to handle a woman
Is to love her... simply love her...
Merely love her... love her... love her.'
Whats wrong Jenny, Where are you these days
What are you thinking
I don't understand you.
But no matter
Merlin told me once, never be too disturbed if you don't understand what a women is thinking,
They don't do it very often
But what do you do while they are doing it

How to handle a woman?
Mark me well, I will tell you, sir
The way to handle a woman
Is to love her... simply love her...
Merely love her... love her... Oh just love her.'