Men are such pigs, hear.
Never trust them, my dear.
They're all after one thing, it's clear.
That's just the way it is.
Guys feel like half am man, no one,
unless the can really make you come.
They'll lie, never turning red,.
just to get you into bed.
Next day always the same,
they don't even recall your name.
Enough to make you hit the ceiling,
inconsiderable, have no feeling.
For them, love is about gettin' it on.
Remeber that, listen to your mom.
Guys ar such swine.
Don't even hope for sunshine.
Sorry, there's no exception.
Men are pigs from their very conception.
Men are pigs, okay.
Don't believe a word, they say.
They swear to be faithful all the way.
Till next morning, it's rare, that they stay.
If, in spite of what's been said,
You're rash enough a men to wed.
I bet you'll see your Romeo,
soon after nasty horns will grow.
Reveal to you his real face,
unshaven, smelly, big disgrace.
Get fat, drinking beer and watch TV,
belch and fart disgustingly.