Can you hear the little girls askingnDaddy where have all the little boys gonenThe little girls, they ask menDaddy where have all the little boys gonenThey don't tease us in classroomnThey don't meet us at the mallnnThe little boys are fightingnThey have left us all behindnThe little boys are dyingnTo preserve our way of lifenIt's our patriotic dutynTo make sweet love tonightnnSee these lovely lonesome ladiesnThey don't ignore me anymorenAll these lonely lovely ladiesnKeep on kockin' on my doornI'm the only game in townnAnd it's so easy to scorennNow i know why dirty old men are always pushin' for warnNow i know why dirty old men are always pushin' for warnI've become a dirty old man with a hard-on for war n