I'm afraid walking down the street holding hands with my girlfriend
That some cop is gonna arrest me
(uh, excuse me ladies)
Sometimes I think I've even done something wrong
Invite me in show me around make me feel safe
I am illegal
I'm nearly gone
I have this vivid memory of being in a boat with a friend
I was 11 I said girls can't get married to each other
I remember thinking how fucked up that was
You say you have a ban on affection
Did I hear you right?
What do you think
'Cause I'm not sure whether I didn't get that job
(we hired someone else)
Because my hair's parted on the wrong side
Or because I'm a flaming S&M rubber dyke
(whack!)
Thanks, Kasper!