Men, men, snails and puppies, Your muscles are not for fighting in war. Your lips are not for voicing opinions, Your eyes are there for us to look into. I want you to take your rightful positionOh, too, too much, i mean, it's so gooMen, men, grapes and nuts, Your pants are never tight enough, Your boots are never long enough. Your skin is never young enough, I want you to hold your rightful position.Pardon me, honeycum, your hair piece's slipping.Men, men, apples and figs, I like you to be faithful but not very fussy, I like you to be behind me but not just beside me. I like you to shut up but know when to say yes, I want you to learn your frightful position.