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Men Are Becoming Women

The tire was flat Imagine that What should we do Call AAA was all he could say Afraid to break out a jack did not want his fingers black He said "I pay them top dollar" I was not impressed He did not know how, I guessed Where are all the real men I do not want Barbies Ken A strong secure man is what I need That holds me tight in his arms and sets off alarms A man that is not PC Speaks fluently Not a limp biscuit Firm handle on my rear Kisses that get me in gear

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