I was sitting with a bloody head Outside of X At the Berkeley Square In my proud boy dumbness Half drunk, half sexed, Half conscious Lenny had said, "Shouldn't you check it?" I said, checking is for wimps
So I flew into the hedge Up and above Looking at the blue skies below Flying like a dove I was head over heels When I hit the manhole cover Kathleen walked up, said, "You alright?" No, I'm in pain, duh.
Well, sleeveless shirts And catholic school skirts "Small girls, big cars", Al says For me it's the other way around She said, "Just show me where it hurts" I said, you can pick me up and take me home Or just join me on the ground
And we could have some kids If we're lucky they'll be gay And we could be proud parents In the pride parade I swear I almost cry Every year when they go by If I'd only been a girl instead of A guy, Kathleen. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
