We don't like to go out shoppin' We don't care what's on sale We just want to sit with a bag full of chips Watchin' the N.F.L.
When you come over at half time An' say, "Does this dress fit too tight?" We just look you in the eye with a big fat lie An say, "Uh, uh, it looks just right"
Well, that's the truth about men Yeah, that's the truth about us We like to hunt and golf on our days off Scratch, an' spit, an cuss
It don't matter what line we hand you When we come draggin' in We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry An' it's probably gonna happen again
We hate watchin' "Steel Magnolias" We like "Rambo" an' "Die Hard 4" Jump up and down like fools when we see the new tools At the Home Depot store
We don't really wanna take you to dinner At some fancy restaurant The only reason we do is 'cause we know it leads to The one thing that we all want
Well, that's the truth about men Yeah, that's the truth about guys We'd rather play guitars and work on cars Than work on the problems in our lives
An' though we might say it to you Every now and then We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry An' it's probably gonna happen again
Well, if you want to know what we're all thinkin' It's nothin' too complex It's just somethin' cold for drinkin' And a whole lot of S E
Yes, that's the truth about men Yeah, that's the truth about us We like to hunt and golf an' drive around, lost Scratch, an' spit, an' a whole lot of other disgustin' stuff
It don't matter what line we give you When we come a-crawlin' in We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry An' it's probably gonna happen again
We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry An' it's probably gonna happen Sure, it's gonna happen You know it's gonna happen again
An' that's the truth about men You know it, son Tell 'em how it is Tracy
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