'CUZ HE'S A GUY
Words and music by Debbie Ridpath Ohi 

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He left the toilet seat up and shavings in the sink
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His once appealing habits are driving you to drink
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He won't ask for directions, he'd rather eat his feet
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Why does he burp so proudly and always steal the sheets?

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Cuz he's a guy (Hon, where are the car keys?)
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Cuz he's a guy (There's nothing in the fridge!)
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Cuz he's a guy (Whaddaya mean, you don't like the Three Stooges?)
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Cuz he's a...he's a...

Kraft dinner is his specialty (that's when he feels like cooking)
He'll let the dishes soak for days if he thinks that you're not looking
He mocks your women's magazines but reads them on the sly
and takes the quiz on Studs to see how well he qualifies.

Cuz he's a guy (Hon, where are my socks?)
Cuz he's a guy (and WHAT'S WRONG with Kraft Dinner?)
Cuz he's a guy (no sappy women's movies for ME, boy)
Cuz he's a...cuz he's a...

You want to leave the party, but he wants 'one more beer'
Same thing he said two hours ago (perhaps it was a year)
He watches too much TV and loves to belch and doze
Want him to do sit-ups? Put the remote between his toes.

Cuz he's a guy (I never think about other chicks, HONEST)
Cuz he's a guy (so what about them Jays, eh?)
Cuz he's a guy (geez, I hate it when you cry)
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Cuz he's a beer-swillin' meat-grillin' musclebuildin' bug-killin' guy.
                           (Hey, WHERE'S MY BEER?)