you can tell the world i'd never fuck the girls, you can turn their noses at my schlong
you can tell the men i lust for dudes like them, they'd laugh and joke about how i've not grown
you can tell my charm i lack and feud with god, you can tell his sheep to click 'ignore'
you can tell my dick, tell it get a grip cuz opposites attract and it's just torn

but don't tell my heart, it'd break from shaken parts, i just know this cuz i'm its man
and if you tell my heart and break its shakey parts, i'd just grow up or kill myself

you can tell my song, my groove that it's so wrong - you can tell my ma that i am gay
or tell your brother, bif, whose lips'll tell my dick, "i'm ever really liking you this way"
or tell her majesty, veronica 'ccone, herself's already voguein' life away
or you can tell my pride it's botched and full of lies, as slighted as the out ones in parades

but don't tell my heart, it'd break from shaken parts, i just know this cuz i'm its man
and if you tell my heart and break its shakey parts, i'd just grow up or kill myself

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