May 24, 2005 10:35
He's such a pretty boy,
Pink t-shirts, new romantic hair, playing coy.
Sit back and watch him smile,
3 parts closet case and a pinch of denial.
'Straight' A's,
Every Dog gets his day,
And all they can say is;
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
But he don't care.
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
Faggot, yeah!
Oh,
OH,
Oh.
And WOAH! What a pain,
Can't rid his pants of lipstick and come stains,
Cross his heart, tell a lie,
And watch him cry...
Ix-nay,
With the Gay,
But you can still hear them say;
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
But he don't care.
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
Faggot, yeah!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
And he's laid bare.
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
Faggot, yeah!
Oh,
OH,
Oh,
Oh,
WOAH!
Oh...
And through these dark times,
May your pride in the rainbow shine,
'Cause you know you're fine!
You go Girl.
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
But he don't care.
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
Faggot, yeah!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
And he's laid bare.
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
Faggot, Yeah!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
FAGGOT!
(c) Bethanie Martell, 22nd May 2005.
(Please don't take this seriously, it's bad for your health).