Think Like A Woman - Mark Chesnutt

I’m standin’ with somethin’ in my hand that don’t look too flower like. 
she slammed the pretty part in the door jam left me and the stems outside. 
on my way back from fishin’ I thought if brought a dozen roses home. 
she’d smile when I told her there was one for each day that i’d been gone. 
I tried to think like a woman. 
find out where that pretty head was at. 
I tried to think like a woman. 
but I don’t guess a woman thinks like that. 
i’m underneath the window with my guitar in the back yard soakin’ wet. 
she poured what i’m afraid might of been toilet water on my head. 
and I thought when she heard this song I wrote her on my way back into town. 
it would cool her off but it appears it worked the other way around. 
I tried to think like a woman. 
find out where her pretty head was at. 
I tried to think like a woman. 
but I don’t guess a woman thinks like that. 
i’m just gettin’ comfortable in the dog house 
when she pulls the curtains and I see her peakin’ out. 
well I lay here lookin’ sad a while. 
sufer some and then she smiles. 
it’s all slowly dawnin’ on me now. 
tried to 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. 
I know she don’t.