I am Bridget, Hear Me Roar
Guys are stupid and they smell
They can frankly go to hell
We are girls and we are great
Who needs a boy when you've a mate?
Guys pretend to be all strong
But they can't hold up the pretence for long
'Cos when they see somebody gay
They always scream and run away.
Doors aren't held open any more
Talking 'bout football's such a bore
They stare at boobs that aren't your own -
When you like another guy's bum, they're thrown!
Soap's unknown 'less it hits their head -
All they want is to get you in bed
They flirt with you and you think you're in -
Though show you like them and you're chucked in the bin.
But there's one thing which is so bad
With guys, that makes me REALLY mad -
You can insist you hate them every day,
But you still want one, anyway!
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Ok, I wrote this as a quick email to my mates having just
gone to see Bridget Jones's Diary at the cinema, and I was feeling in a very "yeah,
stupid damn men, who needs them?