If men were like clothing I could just go to the store
And pick me one.
Try it on before walking out of the store
to make sure it fit just right
And I felt like it complimented me.
If men were like clothing it would be so easy.
When in the mood I could take it out
And dance the night away.
Or stick it in a drawer and let it stay
Till I was ready to wear it once more.
If men were like shoes that would be great.
When they had been with me awhile they would fit me best.
But if they hurt my toes I could throw them out
In the garbage with the rest.
But when I think about the store.
I know how long I have looked for just the right belt.
So I really would not be in any better shape than I was before.
Besides I have to wash and take care of my clothes.
But I can iron out the wrinkles.
So I am just glad men are men and I do not have to go to the store.