When I Was A Fagget.
My Momma
Took me Into The Shopping Mall
And Bought Me A Red Dress.
But When I Went To My House
My Father Received Me With A Hammer.
And Smacked Me In The Face.
Sometimes I Get The Feeling In My Pants
And Other Times I Feel Like I Should Spoon
And Though It All , The Push And Pull
The Condoms In The Street
And You're Gone We Want You All To Know
//Well Carry On//
And Though Youre Gay And Gone Believe Me
Your Sheets Will Carry On
And In My Tight Pants I Can't Contain It
The greasy Sheets won't explain it!
 Cedric Bixler Zavala · Thu Jan 25, 2007 @ 05:58pm · 11 Comments |
