Lyrics

now, all you guys out there: you're gonna love this song, and about eighty percent of you women: you're gonna love it too, but for the twenty percent that don't like it: well, we wrote it just for you, darling, well, god made man from a piece of clay, and told him 'til his dyin' day: said, "you're the boss, i don't want no one above you", he gave him responsibilities, said, "you only answer unto me", "if you do these things, i'll make someone to love you", he took a piece of adam's rib, never gave a thought about women's lib, and he made the masterpiece of his creation, now, just between you and me, do you honestly believe, he wanted you to take my place in this nation?, american woman, why can't you agree?, god made man for himself, but he made you for me, american woman, why can't you understand?, that all you got to do is love your all-american man, well, i've tried my best to understand, why you wanna replace man, and give up all the luxuries we give you, we work our fingers to the bone, and all we want is you at home, and you're gonna go too far to forgive you, i guess you won't be satisfied, 'til you're working nine-to-five, so you can say you're bringing home the bacon, well, of all the tragic things in life, there's a woman who don't wanna be a wife, missin' all the love we could be makin', american woman, why can't you agree?, god made man for himself, but he made you for me, american woman, why can't you understand?, that all you got to do is love your all-american man, god made man from a piece of clay, and told him 'til his dyin' day: "you're the boss, i don't want no one above you", he gave him responsibilities, said, "you answer only unto me", "if you do these things, i'm gonna make someone to love you", he took a piece of adam's.

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Artist: johnny paycheck