Lights out tonight, trouble in the bedroom
Got a new lover woman, met her this afternoon
It got hot and heavy, I think that we might screw
But there's one thing that I don't like, girl
She's playing the man!
And she loves to make me scream
She's playing the man,
Raucous, loud and obscene
Honey, she's six foot two, she's on a roll, she's got control right now
Talks dirty to me
Doesn't turn me on
Any chance of escape,
I will seize upon
She swears like a sailor but I must say, what scares me most
Are those great giant sweaty

Man hands!
Yes you deal with them every day
But they're on your own wrists, and that makes it all OK
Among us men it's understood
That these man hands on women ain't good

To big for her arms, thick fingers and wide palms
Causes for alarm, nixing any turn-on
Half woman and half beast, wish she'd hooks instead
You better get it straight girl,
Poor men want their girls rich
Rich men wanna date teens
But a pair of mannish hands can ruin everything
Well she could rip me in half, or tear a lobster from its shell
Now her face is real cute, and her hair's nice
And her body's real great, and her butt's tight
And her smell and her walk and her voice
But somehow I can't get past
Those awful

Man hands!
Yes you deal with them every day
But they're on your own wrists, and that makes it all OK
Among us men it's understood
That these man hands on women ain't good

For those who had a notion
A notion deep inside
That those hands belong on the groom, not the bride
I wanna find a mate, with hands that are girly
I wanna find a mate, why am I destined to date girls with

Man hands!
Yes you deal with them every day
But they're on your own wrists, and that makes it all OK
Among us men it's understood
That these man hands on women ain't good

Man hands! No, no no no
Man hands! No, no no no....