The shame about manboobs
Is that there's no urban legend
Linking them to penis size
'Cause you wouldn't be ashamed of manboobs
If they made the ladies think
You had a python between your thighs
The shame
About manboobs
The shame
About manboobs
The shame about manboobs
Is that they're always there
Whenever you look down
The shame about manboobs
Is that you can't move away
And just leave 'em in another town
'Cause they're always there waiting
When you get where you're going
'Cause they're always there waiting
When you get where you're going
And I remember when I was just a boy
I was told by a friend of my dad
(What'd he say?)
He said, "Son, when you get yourself an old lady
Just make sure she's got bigger jugs than you have."
(Oh!)
The shame about manboobs
Is that no one believes
That your pecs are just really built
The shame about manboobs
Is that they're more ridiculous
Than a weiner-dog in a kilt
There's no Scottish dachshunds
So don't dress 'em that way
There's no Scottish dachshunds
So don't dress 'em that way
The shame about manboobs
Is the way they tend to hop
And bop and swing
The shame about manboobs
Is that despite all their weight
They can't feed a dadgum thing
Sure, some folks have tried it
But I wouldn't want to drink that
Sure, some folks have tried it
But I wouldn't want to drink that
And you can get embarrassed
To take your shirt off when it's hot
You can get peevish about your cleavage
When folks start to giggle 'bout the chest flesh that you got
So I will not be ashamed of manboobs
And I will flaunt my flesh
With a heaping dose of pride
'Cause when you see me, you may just see manboobs
But I'm not just a pair of tits
And I won't be objectified