Being a boy's like sucking on a lemon
And I judge myself by the adverts I see
My deodorant hides the real me
These things elevate me above animals
I feel like being a girl
Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl, being a girl
And my life never tasted sweeter
I'm so boring
My clothes wanna keep someone else warm
Someone cooler
Tax on cigarettes treats my cancer
These things elevate me above animals
A frog, it cannot comprehend the sea
Nor me happiness
"Girl" is much too weak a word for me
Made from balsa wood
Being a girl, being a girl
I want to experience being a girl
I want to experience being a girl
I want to experience being a girl
The only pureness left is preached by Marx
Time to contemplate
Never been informed there must be poor
Or the rich won't be rich no more
The only pureness left is preached for me by Marx
The only pureness left is preached for me by Marx
The only pureness left is preached by Marx
Oh, tasty gender confusion. I suggest you go experience the "Being A Girl" music video, in which boys sweat out their homosexual impulses. Or... something. I don't know, guys, but it's REALLY GAY. There are locker rooms.