Women talk; men don't listen
When we do, point a-missing
Why we pick a fight
Though we know they are right
Is something women just can't understand.

Pics of babes with big hooters
Filling up our computers
We don't deem it wrong
Since astray we've not gone.
It's something women wouldn't understand.

Every weekend marathon sport shows, man
Something upon which most women frown
So off to the local bar we go man.
And lots of chicken wings and beer chug down.

Why we're sometimes inpi-ired
To set our farts on fi-ire
Pubes may set aflame
We do it all the same
It's something women wouldn't understand.

Even with our short hairs still a glowin
Soon we're ready for another round
But first to take a leak we must be goin'
But the way to the restroom can't be found.

In the lane snow is glistening
In a bank of it pissin
My boundless delight
As my name I write
Is something women wouldn't understand.