Lyrics:

Baby I wanna tell you all my hopes and dreams and fears But I'm watching television, could you get me another beer There's wrestling and pro football on, I hope you understand I must watch it all for I am a man And a man has needs And a man has desires Eternal fires that burn, burn, burn And a man he bleeds And a man he perspires 'Til the stains show on his shirt I missed our anniverary and the birth of our son It was beyond my control, my team was on a playoff run Oh baby, baby, baby, you mean everything to me But could you move your butt, you're blocking the TV? And a man has needs And a man has desires Eternal fires that burn, burn, burn And a man he bleeds And a man he does tire Gets sleepy and naps on the couch Oh baby, oh honey, oh darling, oh pudding, what are you doing with that suitcase? Leaving me? What do you mean we don't communicate? We're talking all the time. We're talk about-- Ooh! Monster trucks! That little Volkswagon ain't got no chance against The Cowcrusher! C'mon Cowcrusher, crush that little Volks-- you're gone. I hope she left me one of them pudding pops. They're tasty. And a man has needs And a man has desires Eternal fires that burn, burn, burn And a man he bleeds And he shops at Canadian Tire And he always keeps his coupons And a man has needs And a man has desires Eternal fires that burn, burn, burn And a man he bleeds And a man he expires And he cried when Wayne Gretzky retired