(Feat. Blake Shelton, Andy Griggs, Montgomery Gentry)

We don't like to go out shopping
We don't care what's on sale
We just wanna sit with a bag full of chips
Watching the NFL
When you come over at half-time
And say: "Does this dress fit too tight?"
We just look you in the eye with a big fat lie
And say: "Uh, uh, looks just right"

Well, that's the truth about men
Yeah, that's the truth about us
We like to hunt and golf on our days off
Scratch, and spit, and cuss
It don't matter what line we hand you
When we come dragging in
We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry
And it's probably gonna happen again

We hate watching "Steel Magnolias"
We like "Rambo" and "Die Hard 4"
Jump up and down like fools when we see the new tools
At the Home Depot store
We don't really wanna take you to dinner
At some fancy restaurant
The only reason we do is 'cause we know it leads to
The one thing that we all want

Well, that's the truth about men
Yeah, that's the truth about guys
We'd rather play guitars and work on cars
Than work on the problems in our lives
And though we might say it to you
Every now and then
We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry
And it's probably gonna happen again

Well, if you wanna know what we're all thinking
It's nothing too complex
It's just something cold for drinking
And a whole lot of s.e.s

Yes, that's the truth about men
Yeah, that's the truth about us
We like to hunt and golf an' drive around, lost
Scratch, and spit, and a whole lot of other disgusting stuff
It don't matter what line we hand you
When we come a-crawling in
We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry
And it's probably gonna happen again

We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry
And it's probably gonna happen
Sure, it's gonna happen
You know it's gonna happen again
And that's the truth about men

You know it, son