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They say that women are made of blissAll lips and eyes to flashAll ears of gold and perfect beauty showingIt's all trashThey say that God has arms of HeavenSmashing crutches laughingOne hundred weight of fleecesAll chaste for his creation butThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongAnd some dark dayAnd some dark dayThey're going to find they're lyingThey say that money makes nasty menCrushes hearts inside usThey shout out chunks of historyAnd St. Paul to guide usI've heard my mother say"Son, help grown ladies cross the road"Letras de cancionesThough she doesn't realizeGrown ladies crush her toesThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongAnd some dark dayAnd some dark dayThey're going to find they're lyingSome loudmouth speaks of perfect sexAll sweating, muscles comingI don't know where they got the lieI just see rooms all rockingWhen people say, "Shake hands and smile"I see the beast all hairyAll they see is a golden mirrorA landscape, lakes and fairies butThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongAnd some dark dayAnd some dark dayAnd some dark dayThey're going to find they're lyingMy father says"You must not know because we know already"He prefers the greens kept right downHe likes his cakewalk steadyI do believe that school taught meTo remember sticks and lashesThough people tell me school was niceAll flags and toothy flashes butThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongAnd some dark dayAnd some dark dayThey're going to find they're lyingCome onWell, okay new boy, hold my handWear the helmet of the dawnKiss the smart man close to youWatch his fist, ooh, here it comesThey say your Vicar wants to helpBut that is not trueHe's like the rest all in the penA pocket's waiting for youThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongThey're wrong, they're wrongAnd some dark dayAnd some dark dayYou're going to find they're lying, okay From Letras Mania