What in all of
Heaven could have
Prompted her to go
After such a
Triumph
At the ball
What could have
Depress'd her
What could have
Possess'd her
I cannot
Understand the
Wretch at all
Women are
lrrational
That's all
There is to that
Their heads are
Full of cotton
Hay and rags
They're nothing
But exasperating
lrritating
Vacillating
Calculating
Agitating
Maddening
Infuriating hags
Why can't a woman
Be more like
A man
Men are so honest
So thoroughly
Square
Eternally noble
Historic'ly fair
Who when you win
Will always give
Your back a pat
Why can't a woman
Be more like that
Why does ev'ryone
Do what the
Others do
Can't a woman
Learn to use
Her head
Why do they do
Ev'rything
Their mothers do
Why don't they
Grow up like
Their fathers
Instead
Why can't a woman
Take after a man
Men are so
Pleasant
So easy to please
Whenever you're
With them
You're always
At ease
Would you be
Slighted
If I didn't
Speak for hours
Would you be livid
If I had a
Drink or two
Would you be
Wounded if
I never sent you
Flowers
Why can't a woman
Be like you
One man
In a million
May shout a bit
Now and then
There's one with
Slight defects
One perhaps
Whose truthfulness
You doubt a bit
But by and large
We are a
Marvelous sex
Why can't a woman
Behave like a man
Men are so
Friendly
Good-natured
And kind
A better companion
You never
Could find
If I were hours
Late for dinner
Would you bellow
If I forgot your
Silly birthday
Would you fuss
Would you complain
If I took out
Another fellow
Why can't a woman
Be like us
Why can't a woman
Be more like
A man
Men are so decent
Such regular chaps
Ready to help you
Through any
Mishaps
Ready to buck
You up
Whenever you
Are glum
Why can't a woman
Be a chum
Why is thinking
Something women
Never do
Why is logic
Never even tried
Straight'ning up
Their hair is
All they ever do
Why don't they
Straighten up
The mess that's
Inside
Why can't a woman
Be more like
A man
If I were a woman
Who'd been to
A ball
Been hailed as
A Princess
By one and by all
Would I start
Weeping like
A bathtub
Overflowing
And carry on
As if my home
Were in a tree
Would I run off
And never tell me
Where I'm going
Why can't a woman
Be like me