Cole Porter - I Hate Men lyrics

I hate men! I can't abide them, even now and then! Than ever marry one of them I'd rest a maiden rather, For husbands are a boring lot and only give you bother! Of course I'm awfully glad that mother deigned to marry father! But I hate men! Of all the types I've ever met within our democracy, I hate the most the athlete with his manner bold and bra**y! He may have hair upon his chest, but sister, so has La**ie! Oh I hate men! I hate men! They should be kept like piggys in a pen! Don't wear a travelling salesman, though a tempting tom he may be, For on your wedding night he may be off to far Araby! While he's away in Mandalay, 'tis thee who'll have the baby! Oh I hate men! I hate men! Though roosters they, I will not play the hen! If you espouse an older man through girlish optimism, He'll always stay at home at night and make no criticism; Though you may call it love, the doctors call it rheumatism! Oh I hate men!