Along a Woman's Road

Women are a traveled road you go without a map Where yelling their instructions takes you back to see a lap When driving for another mile will help you see the frap When you will say the other way was meant for far less crap That you will say the other way was turn yourself around And go back to the very start and try to guess some ground When you will know your apt to learn from others who have failed When pleasing women from your acts means less time that they're railed And you will know a foolish man will have to learn himself When women only fire up for men less like an elf