Men Min Ming Mang |
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I want a man with a tight butt
Instead of a man with a tight ass
I want a man that's goofy
Instead of a man that's Gucci
It's been so long since I've been layed
I have to wear pants so my legs don't grow together
Honey, my lovin's been Tupperwared
Got stuck in the back of the Frigid-aire
And forgotten all together
God says:
If you don't use it, you might lose it!
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He said:
Why are you so angry with men?
And I said:
I'm not angry with men, I'm angry with you
He said:
I only fell in love with you because of your boots
And I said:
I know you're young, but haven't you heard of Nancy Sinatra
Walkin'?
GODS, WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSE TO DO?
I want a man with a tight butt
Instead of a man with a tight ass
I want a man that's goofy
Instead of a man that's Gucci
He crawled in my window
A la Zorro one night
He even had a cape, romance of Batman flight
He said:
I love you, but I'm not IN love with you
And I said:
I'm IN love with you, but I don't LIKE you
So don't get so uptight
He said:
Now, I just wanna be your friend
And I said:
Well you better treat me better as a friend
than you did as a lover!
I read you cover-to-cover!
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I want a man with a tight butt
Instead of a man with a tight ass
I want a man that's goofy
Instead of a man that's Gucci
Hetero-men bachelors over fifty-two
All smell like mold and mildew
It's true
Bathroom odor
GODS, WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSE TO DO?
He said:
I can't imagine introducing you to my mother
And I said:
Did I ever say I wanted to meet your mother?
Was there anything in any of my actions that
even suggested I wanted to meet her?
Please let me show you the door
He said:
Darling there will never be enough time for us
And I knew right then, he said that one before
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YUK!
It's all fun and games, 'till you meet your
personal ad
He said:
I'm fifty-five, I work hard and I'm tired
I know it's only nine, and you've got get up
and go
But darlin', come and watch me sleep
Wow, how you snore, what a fascinating
show
All undressed and nowhere to go
Men should come with a warranty
So when they stop working
WE CAN SEND THEM BACK!
- Sheri-D Wilson
Voices: Sheri-D Wilson, Valerie Fortney
Lounge Guitars: Russell Broom

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