All Women Are Crazy
All women are crazy, all men are dumb
'Cause though we know they're crazy, we still want some
It's nothing new, and it's sad but true
That we just can't quit 'em, and we can't live with 'em
What's a man to do?
Back in the Bible, there was a tree
Lord, said to Adam, "Don't you eat that fruit"
He said, "Fine by me"
But then along came Eve looking to do wrong
And on account of her curves, and his lack of nerves
Adam went along
'Cause all women are crazy, all men are dumb
'Cause though we know they're crazy, we still want some
It's nothing new, and it's sad but true
That we just can't quit 'em, and we can't live with 'em
What's a man to do?
Take my old lady, I bought her a gown
We were fixing to go out mixing out on the town
She said, "Do I look fat?"
I said, "Heck no! Just a little round"
And since that day, I've walked this way
It hurts to sit down
'Cause all women are crazy, all men are dumb
'Cause though we know they're crazy, we still want some
It's nothing new, and it's sad but true
That we just can't quit 'em, and we can't live with 'em
What's a man to do?
Fellas, there comes a time in every woman's life
About once a month, to be exact, when they get kinda ornery
Oh, they start kicking and fussing and fighting
We don't know what's wrong with them
In a week or so, they generally come around
They'll look you right in the eye, too, and they'll say
"I'm sorry, honey, I was just PMsing"
Now, ladies, I feel for you, I really do
It's not an easy thing to go through
But since we already know the outcome, I'd like to propose a little experiment
Fellas, the next time your woman gets crazy
Oh, say about a month from now
I want you to just look her right in the eye and ask her
"Honey, are you sure you're not just PMsing?"
And you better grab your balls and run to the hills
When I met my lady, and asked for her hand
She was the calmest, and the sweetest girl in all the land
But then the ring went on, and she went all wrong
And like a midnight thriller, she went BrideZilla
She spat pea soup and become a killer
She ate three kids, and my auntie's wig, and the pastor's dog
Why?
'Cause all women are crazy, all men are dumb
'Cause though we know they're crazy, we still want some
It's nothing new, and it's sad but true
That we just can't quit 'em, and we can't live with 'em
You just can't shoot 'em, or you'll end in prison
And the biker from Hell in your prison cell might take a shine to you
'Cause though we know they're crazy, we still want some
It's nothing new, and it's sad but true
That we just can't quit 'em, and we can't live with 'em
What's a man to do?
Back in the Bible, there was a tree
Lord, said to Adam, "Don't you eat that fruit"
He said, "Fine by me"
But then along came Eve looking to do wrong
And on account of her curves, and his lack of nerves
Adam went along
'Cause all women are crazy, all men are dumb
'Cause though we know they're crazy, we still want some
It's nothing new, and it's sad but true
That we just can't quit 'em, and we can't live with 'em
What's a man to do?
Take my old lady, I bought her a gown
We were fixing to go out mixing out on the town
She said, "Do I look fat?"
I said, "Heck no! Just a little round"
And since that day, I've walked this way
It hurts to sit down
'Cause all women are crazy, all men are dumb
'Cause though we know they're crazy, we still want some
It's nothing new, and it's sad but true
That we just can't quit 'em, and we can't live with 'em
What's a man to do?
Fellas, there comes a time in every woman's life
About once a month, to be exact, when they get kinda ornery
Oh, they start kicking and fussing and fighting
We don't know what's wrong with them
In a week or so, they generally come around
They'll look you right in the eye, too, and they'll say
"I'm sorry, honey, I was just PMsing"
Now, ladies, I feel for you, I really do
It's not an easy thing to go through
But since we already know the outcome, I'd like to propose a little experiment
Fellas, the next time your woman gets crazy
Oh, say about a month from now
I want you to just look her right in the eye and ask her
"Honey, are you sure you're not just PMsing?"
And you better grab your balls and run to the hills
When I met my lady, and asked for her hand
She was the calmest, and the sweetest girl in all the land
But then the ring went on, and she went all wrong
And like a midnight thriller, she went BrideZilla
She spat pea soup and become a killer
She ate three kids, and my auntie's wig, and the pastor's dog
Why?
'Cause all women are crazy, all men are dumb
'Cause though we know they're crazy, we still want some
It's nothing new, and it's sad but true
That we just can't quit 'em, and we can't live with 'em
You just can't shoot 'em, or you'll end in prison
And the biker from Hell in your prison cell might take a shine to you
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