Some people think they're always right Others are quiet and uptight Others may seem so very nice Inside they might feel sad and wrong Twenty-nine different attributes And only seven that you like, oh Twenty ways to see the world, oh no Twenty ways to start a fight, oh no I don't, don't, don't get up, I can't see the sunshine And I'll be waiting for you, baby 'Cause I'm through Sit me down, shut me up And I'll calm down and I'll get along with you Oh, men don't notice what they got And women think of that a lot One thousand ways to please your man, oh Not one of them requires a plan, and I know In countless odd religions too It doesn't matter which you choose One stubborn way to turn your back, oh no This I've tried and I refuse, oh no I don't, don't, don't get up I can't see the sunshine And I'll be waiting for you, baby 'Cause I'm through Sit me down, shut me up And I'll calm down and I'll get along with you, alright