I hate
men.
I can't abide them even now and then.
Had I ever married one of them,
I'd rest a maiden rather.
For husbands are a boring lot, honey,
and they give you a lot of bother.
Of course, I'm pretty glad that mother
deigned to marry father,
but still, I hate men.
Now 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
You see, I just hate men,
indeed I do
Oh, I can't tell you
how I detest these men
In my opinion, they should be
pigs in a pen
You may be wooed by Jack the Tar,
Charmin and Chipper
But if you take him for a mate,
honey,
you better be sure you don't skip him
Cause Jack the Tar may go too far,
and you remember Jack the Ripper,
oh, he cut him down, honey I hate men
If thou should wed a businessman,
be wary, oh, be wary
He'll tell you he's de
tained in town
on business necessary
His business is a business
with his secretary
I know him, darlin',
I hate these men
Rascals, that's what they are,
rascals
Oh honey, I just can
't stand these men
Though roosters they,
pearl won't be no hen
If you espouse an older man
through girlish optimism
He'll al ways stay at home at night
and make no criticism
You call it love, honey,
the doctors call it rheumatism
Oh, I hate these men
For all I've read alone in bed
from A to Z about them
Love is blind and from the mind
all womankind should rout them
But ladies, you gotta answer
What would we do
without them still?
I, I hate men
If any of them started hangin'
around though,
I might change my opinion,
I think the trouble with me
is nobody's botherin',
who worries me, rascals put me down.