Don't ask me
To remember anything too important
Or to know what color goes with what
Because even though I'm artistic
I'm
Just a d.mn Man.

Don't tell me too many things
At once
Or try to give me complicated instructions
About what to do at what time and with who
Because even though my memory's okay
I'm
Just a d.mn Man.

Don't try to talk to me
While I'm watching TV or
Working on the computer
Because even though I know what multitasking means
I'm
Just a d.mn Man.

Don't tell me to do something
Weeks before it needs to be done
Or expect me to remember it when that day comes
Because I'm
Just a d.mn Man.

And...

Don't expect me to be able to read
Your mind or
Remember every single thing you've
Ever told me about you and your life
Because I'm -
That's right -
Just a d.mn Man.

But even though
I'm
Just a d.mn Man
I've got feelings too and
It hurts when you tell me that
I'm
Just a d.mn Man
With just the right inflection of
Anger and disgust
Because you believe it
You live it
Just like your aunts and sisters told you to
When you were only a little girl:

That all men are alike
That all men lie
That all men cheat
That all men forget
That all men stink
That all men are stupid
That all men are nasty
That all men do this and do that and
Are this and are that
They're all just men
D.mn it!

And even though most of that
Is true
It don't change the fact that
I love you
And remain at your beck and
Call and am trying my very best to be
All that you want me to be
But you can't expect too much
Too fast because -
How quickly you forget -
I'm
Just a d.mn Man.

Right?