You used to be a smilin' Mona Lisa
Women I hate, hate it
Ain't don't treat me like no poor darn farmer
I don't even know why
If I can't be your knight in shining armour
I hate the way you run me round in circles
Women I hate, hate it
I used to be your Latin lover boy
When you brush my moves aside
Woman, I hate, hate it
Now you don't even try
When you make that step on me
Now you treat me like a worn-out toy
When you just won't let me be
Your lovin' brings me no joy
I used to be your knight in silk pyjamas
I hate the way you run me round in circles
Women I hate, hate it
Woman I hate, hate it
I guess I'll never know
Take the breath from everyone that meets you
And my whining days are through
Now you're running back home to your Mama
Woman I hate, hate it
Woman I hate, hate it
I've made mistakes but I ain't mistaken
Woman I hate, hate it
Should I believe or should I believe me
You're gonna hate, hate it
So baby, don't even try
I don't know which way to turn
This time I think I've learnt
Woman I hate, hate it
When the tables turn on you
Woman I hate, hate it
When you shoot holes through my pride
I don't know which way to go
When I catch you telling lies
