All Women Are Crazy

All women are crazy All men are dumb ‘Cos though we know they're crazy We still want some It's nothin’ new And it's sad but true? That we just can't quit 'em And we can't live with 'em What's a man to do? ? Back in the Bible? There was a tree Lord said to Adam, "Don't you eat that fruit" He said, "Fine by me"? But then along came Eve Lookin’ to do wrong And on account of her curves And his lack of nerves Adam went along ‘Cos all women are crazy All men are dumb ‘Cos though we know they're crazy We still want some It's nothin’ new And it's sad but true? That we just can't quit 'em And we can't live with 'em What's a man to do? ? A?? Take my old lady I bought her a gown? We were fixin’ to go out mixin’ Out on the town She said, "Do I look fat?" I said, "Heck no! Just a little round"? And since that day, I've walked this way It hurts to sit down ‘Cos all women are crazy All men are dumb ‘Cos though we know they're crazy We still want some It's nothin’ new And it's sad but true? That we just can't quit 'em And we can't live with 'em What's a man to do? *speaking part* Fellas, there comes a time in every woman's life About once a month, to be exact When they get kinda ornery Oh, they start kickin’ and fussin’ and fightin’ and We don't know what's wrong with them But in a week or so, they generally come around And they'll look you right in the eye, too, and they'll say "I'm sorry, honey, I was just PMSin’" Now, ladies, I feel for you, I really do It's not an easy thing to go through But since we already know the outcome I'd like to propose a little experiment Boys, the next time your woman gets crazy Oh say, about a month from now I want you to just look her right in the eye and ask her "Honey, are you sure you're not just PMSin’?" (pause) Then you better grab your balls and run for the hills *singing again* When I met my lady And asked for her hand She was the calmest and the sweetest girl In all the land But then the ring went on And she went all wrong Like a midnight thriller, she went BrideZilla She spat pea soup and become a killer She ate three kids And my auntie's wig? And the pastor's dog? *pause* Why?! ‘Cos all women are crazy All men are dumb ‘Cos though we know they're crazy We still want some It's nothin’ new And it's sad but true? That we just can't quit 'em And we can't live with 'em You just can't shoot 'em Or you'll end in prison And the biker from Hell, in your prison cell? Might take a shine to you End on