WOMAN IS A MYSTERY

A woman’s world is different

She’s guided by a different scent

She feels deserving like a queen

And overweight although she’s lean

To win your argument’s not victory

And that’s why woman is a mystery

A woman has it figured out

Except what numbers are about

Your best negotiating skills

Still can’t avoid unsettling bills

She just replies with tea and sympathy

Who can deny that woman is a mystery?

When she says maybe she means yes

And you’re obliged to second-guess

When she says yes it’s no, and when

It’s no, it’s maybe now and then

And if you find this contradictory

Remember – woman is a mystery

Attracted by her flawless face

The mirror is her favorite place

Her partial amnesia

Just makes her life much easier

Yet the smile she hints relieves your misery

No wonder woman is a mystery

A woman’s life’s a constant race

Run nose by nose and face to face

When women run, they look their best

With polished hooves and winning chests

But men aren’t qualified to race, you see

That’s part of women’s constant mystery

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