Sitting in a gay bar with a Cosmo in my hand
Watching dancing to a disco beat
And I catch a glimpse of waifish boys who giggle when I smile
There's another guy who wants to lick my feet.
And it's six hours' ride from Bakersfield, but I'm not sure why I came.
I guess I came to see what's making news.
So instead, I've got a girly drink, and a guy who looks 14,
And a damn good case of the San Francisco Blues. Yeah!

Is there anything gay men don't stand to lose,
When right-wingers want to take it all away?
Cherish well your men and keep a tight grip on your booze,
'Cause chuggin' and fuckin' are all we have today!

He said his name was 'Dancing Queen' and he was new in town.
Around his neck, he wore a string of bells.
He had short black hair, big green eyes, and I think he took some 'E',
And who knows just how many other pills.
He took me to another room and whispered in my ear,
"Go on, big fella, do anything you choose."
Now I'm payin' for that happy hour I spent pounding his ass,
With a lifetime's worth of the San Francisco Blues. Yeah!

Is there anything gay men don't stand to lose,
When right-wingers want to take it all away?
Cherish well your men and keep a tight grip on your booze,
'Cause chuggin' and fuckin' are all we have today!

Then a big ol' man strode in the bar, some thought he was the law.
Dancing Queen was waitin' when he came.
He told me he would take him, if I didn't use my gun,
I'd have no one but myself to blame.

I went down to that noisy floor, sex was on my mind.
I guess that stranger hadn't heard the news
'Cause I whipped it out and stunned him, Lord, he didn't even draw
And he made me trade the back room for the San Francisco Blues. Yeah!

Is there anything gay men don't stand to lose,
When they put their peckers in another's hands?
We just might find ourselves riding bareback in the dark
And be thankful we're not in repressed lands.