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Henry: What in all in heaven could've her to go,
After such a as the ball?
What could've her;
What possessed her?
I understand the wretch at all.

are irrational, that's all there is to that!
Their are full of cotton, hay, and rags!
They're but exasperating, irritating,
vacillating, calculating, agitating,
and infuriating hags!
[To
Pickering, why a woman be more like a man?

Pickering: I beg pardon?

Yes...
Why can't a woman be like a man?
Men are so honest, so thoroughly
Eternally noble, historically
Who, when you win, will give your back a pat.
Why can't a woman be that?

Why does ev'ryone do what the do?
Can't a learn to use her head?
Why do they do ev'rything their do?
Why don't they grow up- well, like father instead?
Why a woman take after a man?
Men are so pleasant, so easy to
Wherever you're with them, always at ease.

Would you be slighted if I didn't for hours?

Of not!

Would you be if I had a drink or two?

Nonsense.

Would you be wounded if I never you flowers?

Never.

Well, why can't a woman be like

One man in a may shout a bit.
Now and then there's one slight defects;
One, perhaps, whose truthfulness you a bit.
But by and large we are a sex!
Why can't a woman after man?
Cause men are so friendly, and kind.
A better companion you will find.
If I were hours for dinner, would you bellow?

Of not!

If I forgot your silly birthday, you fuss?

Nonsense.

Would you complain if I out another fellow?

Never.

Well, why can't a woman be us?

[To Mrs.
Mrs. Pearce, a woman...
Why can't a woman be more like a
Men are so decent, regular chaps.
Ready to help you any mishaps.
to buck you up whenever you are glum.
Why a woman be a chum?
Why is something women never do?
Why is logic never even
up their hair is all they ever do.
Why don't they straighten up the that's inside?
Why can't a woman like a man?
If I was a woman been to a ball,
Been hailed as a princess by one and by
Would I start weeping like a bathtub
And on as if my home were in a tree?
Would I run off and tell me where I'm going?
Why can't a woman be me?