FEED ‘EM AND FIGHT ‘EM

I have a little confession I must painfully admit
When lover’s eyes come calling and candle lights are lit
I’m so dumb, so very dumb
When it comes to women and getting’ it done, I’m so dumb
So I asked my grandfather, “Will you help me?”
And this is what my father’s father said back to me

“Women,” he said
“You got to feed ‘em, you got to fight ‘em
Don’t forget about number three
You gotta feed ‘em, you gotta fight ‘em
And there’s one more ‘F’ that I will not say
You’ll find out soon enough if she don’t get her way
You gotta to feed ‘em, you gotta fight ‘em
How I pray you don’t learn the hard way
You gotta feed ‘em, you gotta fight ‘em
Don’t sweat it, don’t forget it
Don’t say that you don’t get it
I swear, darling boy, if you do then you’ll regret it

Let’s find out now what you’re made of
Hunker down inside her tunnel of love
That’s the thing that dreams are made of
You haven’t lived till you’ve loved

You got to feed ‘em, you got to fight ‘em
Don’t forget about number three
You got to feed ‘em, you got to fight ‘em
And there’s one more “F” that I will not say
You’ll find out soon enough if she don’t get her way
You got to feed ‘em, got to fight ‘em
How I pray you don’t learn the hard way
You gotta feed ‘em, you gotta fight ‘em
It’s a dirty job, but someone’s got to do it
Come on, Ricky boy, any idiot can do it

There’s nothing to it, it runs in the blood
It ain’t nothing you should be afraid of
You’re as snug as a bug in a rug
You haven’t lived till you’ve loved

You got to feed ‘em, you got to fight ‘em
Don’t forget about number three
You gotta feed ‘em, you gotta fight ‘em
And there’s one more “F” that I will not say
You’ll find out soon enough if she don’t get her way
You gotta to feed ‘em, you gotta fight ‘em
How I pray you don’t learn the hard way
You gotta feed ‘em, you gotta fight ‘em
Don’t sweat it, don’t forget it
Don’t say that you don’t get it
I swear, darling boy, if you do then you’ll regret it

I said, “Okay, gramps, if that’s what you say
Okidoki, then we’ll have it your way”
And he said, “I’m still afraid that you’re gonna blow it
Just ‘cause you quote it doesn’t mean that you know it”
He said, “Ain’t nothin’ but trouble ever gonna come of it
If you pretend you are somehow above it

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Like the birds and the bees
I’m ready to pollinate whenever you please

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

FEED ‘EM AND FIGHT ‘EM