Settling an Old Quarrel

All the men I meet are dull:
They have nothing in their skull!

What I say is for the fact
Of not knowing how to act
When they see a girl they'd like.
They start showing off their might;
Consisting in clothes and cars
Jewelry, high class perfumes,
Wallets. They are all from Mars!

They don’t seem to understand
That I’m looking for a friend.
I say “love” they show me money
I say “no”, they call me “honey”
I say “us”, “respect”, “amour”
All they do is start to pour
Brandy, Bourbon, French Champaign
Oh, my God, they are so lame!!!
‘Couse if money doesn’t get you
They’ll use alcohol, I bet you!

Men are such an awful breed
All they think about is seed
How to spread their own around!
Want a child? They can’t be found!

History has tried to show
Who’s the better one! Although
Man seems to keep on pretending
That his reign is never-ending!

They start wars, they fight like fools.
They make laws, then break the rules
Then come home to us in tears…
It’s been happening for years!!!

All of this is quite explicit!
I’ll explain if you solicit:
God made Adam first – a man
Then made Eve – a better plan –
I dare say his masterpiece.
(Like the statuettes of Greece)
What I mean to say through this
Is that Man is quite amiss!

For all masterpieces, see,
Have a sketch. And I think he
Is the Woman’s pencil outline:
Just a rough and bad design
Of what had to be divine!