It says in Coronet Magazine, June nineteen-fifty six, page ten, That married women are not as happy As women who have no men. Married women are cranky, Frustrated and disgusted, While single women are bright and gay, Creative and well adjusted. We don't need the men, We don't need the men, We don't need to have them round Except for now and then. They can come to see us When we need to move the piano, Otherwise they can stay at home And read about the White Sox. We don't care about them, We can do without them, They'll look cute in a bathing suit On a billboard in Manhattan. We don't need the men, We don't need the men, We don't need to have them round Except for now and then. They can come to see us When they have tickets for the symphony, Otherwise they can stay at home And play a game of pinochle. We don't care about them, We can do without them, They'll look cute in a bathing suit On a billboard in Wisconsin. We don't need the men, We don't need the men, We don't need to have them round Except for now and then. The can come to see us When they're feeling pleasant and agreeable, Otherwise they can stay at home And holler at the T.V. programs. We don't care about them, We can do without them, They'll look cute in a bathing suit On a billboard in Madagascar. We don't need the men, We don't need the men, We don't need to have them round Except for now and then. They can come to see us When they're all dressed up with a suit on, Otherwise they can stay at home (Spoken:) And drop towels in their own bathroom. We don't care about them, We can do without them, They'll look cute in a bathing suit On a billboard in Tierra del Fuego.