Story Behind The Song

One day I just got tired of being politically correct. We men may be pigs, but you still want us around.

Song Description

The mystery of women is wasted on men..Men are pigs...so what!

Lyrics

Women have always been a mystery to me.
They like to act so crazy and flirt.
And their feelings get hurt if you don't say that they're hot;
But get caught lookin at their boobs and your dirt

Now that might make'em stutter boys
Might make'em sputter and cough
They may call us pigs but they still want us to come to the trough.

I got a girl; my true on and only
When it comes to lovin' she's an expert.
So when I take her out to eat I don't mind pickin' up the tab
Cause I know we're goin' home for dessert.

Now I might make her stutter, boys
Might make her sputter and cough.
She may call me a pig but she still wants me to come to the trough.

Women like good manners when you're takin' them out
So treat'em nice and you got nothing to sweat
Cause when the lights go down and you both do the same.
She won't be thinkin' bout good etiquette.

Now we might make'em stutter boys.
Might make'em sputter and cough
They will call us pigs but they still want us to come to the trough.

Listen girls.

You might think he's a gentleman and oh he's so much fun
But he's thinkin bout his sausage in your hot dog bun.

Now that might make you stutter.
Might you sputter and cough
You can call us pigs but you still want us to come to the trough.

Let's bring it on home.

They still want us to come.
(Repeat to end.)