The Truth About Men Lyrics

The Truth About Men lyrics

The Truth About Men: Tracy Byrd with Blake Shelton.
Written by Tim Johnson,
Rory Lee and Paul Overstreet.
(© Scarlet Moon Music / Warner-Tamerlane
Publishing.)
Single release from forthcoming album, © 2003,
RCA

We don't like to go out shoppin',
We don't care what's on
sale.
We just want to sit with a bag full of chips,
Watchin' the
NFL.
When you come over at half-time,
An' say: "Does this dress fit too
tight?"
We just look you in the eye with a big fat lie,
An say:"Uh, uh:
Looks just right."

Well, that's the truth about men.
Yeah, that's the
truth about us.
We like to hunt and golf on our days off,
Scratch, an'
spit, an cuss.
It don't matter what line we hand you,
When we come
draggin' in.
We ain't wrong; we ain't sorry,
An' it's probably gonna
happen again.

We hate watchin' "Steel Magnolias".
We like "Rambo" an'
"Die Hard 4".
Jump up and down like fools when we see the new tools,
At
the Home Depot store.
We don't really wanna take you to dinner,
At some
fancy restaurant.
The only reason we do is 'cause we know it leads
to,
The one thing that we all want.

Well, that's the truth about
men.
Yeah, that's the truth about guys.
We'd rather play guitars and work
on cars,
Than work on the problems in our lives.
An' though we might say
it to you,
Every now and then,
We ain't wrong; we ain't sorry,
An'
it's probably gonna happen again.

Well, if you want to know what we're
all thinkin',
It's nothing too complex.
It's just somethin' cold for
drinkin',
And a whole lot of s-e......

Yes, that's the truth about
men.
Yeah, that's the truth about us.
We like to hunt and golf an' drive
around, lost,
Scratch, an' spit, an' a whole lot of other disgustin'
stuff.
It don't matter what line we hand you,
When we come a-crawlin'
in.
We ain't wrong; we ain't sorry,
An' it's probably gonna happen
again.

We ain't wrong; we ain't sorry,
An' it's probably gonna
happen;
Sure, it's gonna happen;
You know it's gonna happen again.
An'
that's the truth about men.

You know it, son.

(Tell 'em how it is
Tracy!)