What Does A Woman See In A Man?
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He stinks to high heaven, half covered with hair
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And grunts just like some old orangutan
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While she smells of clean skin and a trace of jasmine
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And speaks like a first rate librarian
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His stomach hangs out, there's a hump on his back
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He eats like Conan the Barbarian
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While she keeps herself trim, and her posture is prim
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Her manners are quite cosmopolitan
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He laughs like a donkey and farts in the bed
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And flips cigarettes in the can
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But she always acts nice, with no visible vice
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Tell me, what does a woman see in a man?
He hangs out in bars and he tells stupid jokes
And seems to think he's a comedian
But she's clever, polite, stays sober all night
And sips on her one Presbyterian
He drives a gas hog like Attila the Hun
And woe to the luckless pedestrian
While she prefers bikes and bird-watching hikes
And sailing and riding equestrian
He has a name like Duane or Leroy
Hers is Vanessa or Anne
Hers sounds like a song but Duane is all wrong
Tell me, what does a woman see in a man?
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Doesn't she know that she's unique
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Doesn't she know that he's just a freak of nature
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Overbearing, insecure, wanting love but so unsure
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Loving her because she's pure
And yet, dreaming of orgies in Vegas or Cannes
He preens and strikes poses Olympian
While she shoulders the cross
And lets him play boss
His nurse and long-suffering Samaritan
He brags about knocking the world on its ass
But oh, when the shit hits the fan
She'll bail him out, she's the one with the clout
Only she knows how humankind ever began
What does a woman see in a man?
What does a woman see in a man?