I'm standin with somethin in my hand
That don't look too flowerlike
She slammed the pretty part in the doorjamb
Left me and the stems outside
On my way back from fishin I thought
If I brought a dozen roses home
She'd smile when I told there was one
For each day that I'd been gone
I tried to think like a woman
Find where that pretty head was at
I tried to think like a woman
But I don't guess a woman thinks like that
Now I'm underneath the window with my guitar
I'm just gettin comfortable
In the doghouse when she pulls
The curtains, and I see her peekin out
Well I lay here lookin sad awhile
Suffer some and then she smiles
It's all slowly dawnin on me now
I tried think like a woman
Where she wanted me was right where I was at
I tried to think like a woman
If I was sweet thought she'd cut me some slack
Oh but I don't think a woman thinks like that
Ha, I know she don't!