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

Women are irrational, all there is to that!
Their heads are of cotton, hay, and rags!
They're but exasperating, irritating,
vacillating, calculating, agitating,
Maddening and 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
noble, historically fair;
Who, when you win, will always your back a pat.
Why a woman be like that?

Why does do what the others do?
a woman learn to use her head?
Why do they do ev'rything their do?
Why don't they grow up- well, their father instead?
Why can't a woman after a man?
Men are so pleasant, so to please;
Wherever you're them, you're 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 you?

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

Of not!

If I forgot your silly birthday, would you

Nonsense.

Would you complain if I out another fellow?

Never.

Well, why can't a be like us?

[To Mrs.
Mrs. Pearce, a woman...
Why can't a be more like a man?
Men are so decent, such chaps.
Ready to you through any mishaps.
Ready to buck you up you are glum.
Why can't a be a chum?
Why is thinking something women do?
Why is logic never tried?
Straightening up their hair is all ever do.
Why don't they up the mess that's inside?
Why can't a woman behave a man?
If I was a woman who'd to a ball,
Been hailed as a princess by one and by
Would I weeping like a bathtub overflowing?
And carry on as if my home were in a
Would I run off and never tell me where I'm
Why a woman be like me?