Hate 탭

I hate men
I can't abide 'em even now and then

Than ever marry one of them, I'd rest a maiden rather
For husbands are a boring lot and only give you bother
Of course, I'm awfully glad that mother deemed to marry father
But I hate men

Of all the types I've ever met within our democracy
I hate the most the athlete with his manner bold and brassy
He may have hair upon his chest but, sister, so has Lassie
Oh, I hate men

I hate men
They should be kept like piggies in a pen

Don't wet a trav'ling salesman though a tempting Tom he may be
For on your wedding night he may be off to far Araby
While he's away in Mandalay it is thee who have the baby
Oh, I hate men

If thou shouldst wed a businessman, be wary, oh, be wary
He'll tell you he's detained in town on business necessary
His business is the business with his pretty secretary
Oh, I hate men

I hate men
Though roosters they, I will not play the hen

If you espouse an older man through girlish optimism
He'll always stay at home at night and make no criticism
Though you may call it love, the doctors call it rheumatism
Oh, I hate men

From all I've read alone in bed, from A to Z, about them
Since love is blind, then from the mind, all womankind should rout them
But, ladies, you must answer too, what would we do without them?
Still, I hate men