You hate men is what you say and I understand how you feel that way
All girls dream of a fairy tale
But what you've got's like a used car salesman
Trying to conceal what's wrong behind a smile and a song
And I'm not saying that boys are not like that
But I think you should know
That some of us will grow
Because All princes start as frogs and all gentlemen as dogs
Just wait till its plain to see
What we're growing up to be
Some frogs will still be frogs
Some dogs will still be dogs
Some boys will become men
Just don't kiss us til then