Yeah Yeah, men! I've known a lot of little boys, I've known many men Now I say "Oh my God! I'm falling in love again!" I've been a shoulder to cry on, decoration to try on But most of all, I've been a body to lie on (I'm getting squashed!) I've poured tea and sympathy - it'll be the death of me For all them great big babies Talking, talking about Men Totally impossible Men I'm gonna get radical, Men Totally predictable Men And when they get physical... Yeah yeah, Men! They've been the start of war and that trouble back at the bar They cause all that insurance on your car... look out! Everything they do is so hard to swallow But I've made up my mind - I'm gonna lead, ain't gonna follow (Two paces behind) You get some politician talking out of his face He's got a bimbo too baby Still pouring out tea and sympathy, it'll be the death of me For all them grown up babies