Oh, I hate men
If you espouse an older man through girlish optimism
Than ever marry one of them, I'd rest a maiden rather
I hate men
From all I've read alone in bed, from A to Z, about them
Since love is blind, then from the mind, all womankind should rout them
But, ladies, you must answer too, what would we do without them?
Don't wet a trav'ling salesman though a tempting Tom he may be
He may have hair upon his chest but, sister, so has Lassie
I hate the most the athlete with his manner bold and brassy
Oh, I hate men
He'll tell you he's detained in town on business necessary
He'll always stay at home at night and make no criticism
If thou shouldst wed a businessman, be wary, oh, be wary
Of all the types I've ever met within our democracy
They should be kept like piggies in a pen
Oh, I hate men
Though roosters they, I will not play the hen
While he's away in Mandalay it is thee who have the baby
His business is the business with his pretty secretary
I hate men
Though you may call it love, the doctors call it rheumatism
Oh, I hate men
For husbands are a boring lot and only give you bother
For on your wedding night he may be off to far Araby
But I hate men
Of course, I'm awfully glad that mother deemed to marry father
