i know that when you hook with me
to blow cock, well you just don't see
cuz if my disrobing makes you psyched,
i'd know what your heart don't find
oh, the tits on girls are rarely liked, the image rubs you wrong
can't you see the questions here, eyes lit up on a schlong

why is it fun for you, ooooh
why long to fuck the dudes, ooooh
don't you know you'd be not strong to feel a praise for schlongs
why do you wonder, dude - ooooh
cuz if you lust for dudes, ooooh
tell me, are you straight with gender? is your brain?

each day, be feigning mental-growth
with young studs - they don't even know
but at night, strike no pose and you're a queen -
there's nobody male, no identity
oh, what's the sense of trying not to be a queen
without a touch of man within?
sell me the "gay gene" (alt: save my self-esteem)

why is it fun for you, ooooh
why long to fuck the dudes, ooooh
don't you know you'd be not strong to feel a praise for schlongs
why do you wonder, dude - ooooh
cuz if you lust for dudes, ooooh
tell me, are you straight with gender? is your brain? what is gay?

oh, you need the queers to bring you cheer
and psyche your brain, my dear - to kiss-away your fears -
oh if it's so untrue, why's chuckie's body stunning you
why is it stunning you? woooooooooooo!
don't you know you'd be not strong to feel a praise for schlongs
why wonder, dude - ooooh
and if you lust for dudes, ooooh
tell me, are you straight with gender? what is gay?