Treat him like a lady
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I like chocolate and controversy
He likes Fridays and bad company
I like midnight, it’s when I’m in the mood
But he likes the morning, that’s when he’s rude
Just a bad case of opposite sex
Have to look to the stars
All we need is a little respect
‘Cause men are from Venus and girls are from Mars
Bag it up
Don’t drop the baby
Boot him out
No buts or maybe
Wind him up
And make him crazy
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa
Take him back
Don’t drop the baby
Spit him out
No buts or maybe
Do your thing
Come on, lady
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa, lady
I don’t take sugar on my color TV
Yet, he likes it loaded with eye candy
I need some space, and he needs a room
Then he keeps me waiting by leaving too soon
Just a bad case of opposite sex
Have to look to the stars
All we need is a little respect
‘Cause men are from Venus and girls are from Mars
Bag it up
Don’t drop the baby
Boot him out
No buts or maybe
Wind him up
And make him crazy
Whoa-oh-oh-whoa
Take him back
Don’t drop the baby
Spit him out
No buts or maybe
Do your thing
Come on, lady
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa, lady
Treat him like a lady
Treat him like a lady
Tease him, please me, chase me, yeah
Just a bad case of opposite sex
Have to look to the stars
All we need is a little respect
‘Cause men are from Venus and girls are from Mars
Bag it up
Don’t drop the baby
Boot him out
No buts or maybe
Wind him up
And make him crazy
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa
Take him back
Don’t drop the baby
Spit him out
No buts or maybe
Do your thing
Come on, lady
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa
Treat him like a lady
Treat him like a lady
Treat him like a lady
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa
Treat him like a lady
Treat him like a lady
Treat him like a lady
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa
You know what to do now
You’re in control
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa
Who’s wearing the trousers now?
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa
Treat him like a lady and spit him out
Make him crazy
Take him back then spit him out