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They buy you dinner, open your door
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Other then that, what are they good for
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Men, I'm talkin' 'bout men
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They all want a girl just like the girl
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That married dear old dad, they make me so mad
D A
Men, I'm talkin' 'bout men
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Well, you can't beat 'em up 'cause they're bigger then you
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You can't live with 'em and you just can't shoot 'em
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Men, I'm talkin' 'bout men
They love their toys, they make their noise
They're nothing but a bunch of overgrown boys
Men, I'm talking 'bout men
If you give 'em what they want, they never fall in love
Don't give 'em nothin' they can't get enough
Men, I'm talking 'bout men
Chorus
Bridge:
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In the beginning they always aim to please
D
They serve a purpose; they fill a need
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They ensure survival of the species
They take you for a ride, run of gas
Most of the time they're a pain in the a-a yeah, yeah
Men, I'm talkin' 'bout men
Chorus
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Silver tongue devils
D
Well, they're lying through their teeth
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Saying anything
E
Just to sweep you off your feet
D A
Ooh yeah, men! talkin' 'bout men
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Mere mortal men
Fade
Written by Robert Byrne/Al Schulman