I've got a new story now, it goes like this
I took my hand out of my pocket, up came a fist
It was headline news, one more abuse
I've got to tell it with a fist, it goes like this
So where's the femininity, the one with skirts and high heels
A shiny sink and home made meals
One and only way, if you enter you'll stay
Sons and daughters you will breed as long as you breastfeed
Being a man is a bliss, one hit, one kiss
Then the lights came on, it was all a scene
Bend back, give head, it's not pornography
If you do it with lights then it's art you see
If you do it with a twist, yes, artistically
I could do the laundry, the women's work
For a reasonable salary I would wash the world
It wouldn't affect my libido or my self-esteem
Don't need to mark my territory, it's all obvious to me
It's manhood's bliss, one hit, one kiss
Spending time with my family like the Corleones