2, 3, 4.

I'm all for strong women, and what they have to say,
They deserved liberation: same work, equal pay,
I like restaurants or parties with mixed company,
But there's times I like hanging with just my buddies and me.

Lately, there's a lady who's lurking about,
Finds the times and the places the boys are gonna hang out,
And she thinks we'll consider her just one of us, if she drinks like a sailor and knows how to cuss.

Put a lid on it, baby,
Zip it up, lose the key,
Who invited you anyway'
It sure wasn't me,
Your long stories are boring,
Jokes, obnoxious at best,
Put a lid on it, baby,
Give your pie hole a rest.

My wife is a wonder, she's my dearest friend,
She can charm all the ladies, hold her own with the men,
Now she and her girlfriends will get together sometimes, for chewing the fat and speaking their minds,
And she can't comprehend a woman's lack of respect for the break we all need from
the opposite sex,
Or people so plainly unsure of themselves that they have to pretend they are somebody else.

Put a lid on it, baby,
Zip it up, lose the key,
Who invited you anyway'
It sure wasn't me,
Your long stories are boring,
Jokes, obnoxious at best,
Put a lid on it, baby,
Give your pie hole a rest.

Most bands has their Yoko,
Each day has a night,
Hillary has Bubba,
Ben Franklin loved kites,
Now we're sitting here wondering,
We just don't understand how a gal thinks we'll dig her if she acts like a man.

Put a lid on it, baby,
Zip it up, lose the key,
Who invited you anyway'
It sure wasn't me,
You're smart and you're pretty, but, with us, you're a mess,
Put a lid on it, baby,
Give your pie hole a rest,
Put a lid on it, baby,
Give your pie hole a rest.