It’s hard to admit, but I lost the fight

Tried to knock out the dints in my dented pride

Chasing women, misbehaving and sinning

Nobody taught me how to discuss my feelings

So, I grunt out loud, expect you to understand

And bow at the feet of what you call a man

While I sip beer and never shed a tear

Not being the man, is the only thing I fear

Grown men don’t cry, hold shoulders high

You can’t be a gentleman and the tough guy

So, I push out my chest, overdo the reps

Hang a few too many weights on the bar I press

Ignore my legs, all I need is upper body strength

Perform eight more reps then grunt out loud again

Then hit the bar, until I fall and hit the bar

Aim my aggression on all those that laugh

Then grab her arse, who said I needed to ask?

She should be grateful she got the chance

Because I’m the man, right?

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