| It’s a fact, it is, that we womenfolk are beating all you men,
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| You get evidence of it every day;
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| Now just look what we go through
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| And the clever things that we do,
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| And we surely have this to say;
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| Aren’t women wonderful, aren’t women grand,
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| Aren’t they the rulers of this happy land?
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| They fly the Atlantic, wild countries explore,
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| Where lions and tigers and savages roar!
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| Then they faint dead away when they see a little mouse on the floor!
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| Boys, aren’t women wonderful, aren’t women grand!
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| I said aren’t women wonderful, aren’t women grand,
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| Aren’t they the rulers of this happy land?
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| A man that’s so old that he should take to his bed
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| Will try monkey glands and he’ll get married instead!
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| But we know who put the big idea in his head!
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| You know who? |
| Women, women, women, aren’t women grand!
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| Though we like to think it’s a boast about men being supreme,
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| Still he’s gotta play second fiddle, no doubt!
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| Though he’s big and tall,
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| Maybe she’s short and small,
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| Yet she can count him out!
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| Oh aren’t women wonderful, aren’t women grand,
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| Aren’t they the rulers of this happy happy land?
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| When baby’s expected, you chuckle with glee,
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| And think how you’ll dangle the kid on your knee!
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| Mmm, a girl or a boy you’d like, but she hands you three, no foolin'!
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| Aren’t women wonderful, ha, aren’t women grand!
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| Aren’t women wonderful, aren’t women grand,
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| Aren’t they the rulers of this happy happy land?
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| How kings have been conquered, the history books tell;
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| For instance, Anne Boleyn, and also sweet Nell!
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| Surely you know Cleopatra, and Sophie Tucker as well!
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| I must say that we women are wonderful, boys,
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| No foolin', women are grand! |