I'M A DRAG QUEEN

I'm glad to be a Drag Queen, of that I am so proud.
I'm altogether bitchy, annoying and so loud.
I squeeze in tiny jeans that are three sizes small.
I've never had a credit card, but they love me at the mall.

Diet Coke is so anathema, cause diet Pepsi is so now,
But a cream puff chocolate cake will always make me wow.
Never will I eat with make up on my face,
And always always near to me, you'll find my makeup case.

It simply takes me hours to properly fix my hair,
And when I use the bathroom, people always stare.
And when I hit the dance floor, and my boobs start drifting low,
Some kindly man will help me, with hands just slightly slow.

I have such intuition, but I'm forever getting lost.
I shirk the household duties, I leave them for the boss.
And when she say to do them, I smile and give a toss,
I tell her that her girlfriend just called to say piss off.

I cry and weep forlornly whenever Bambi's shot,
He's such a sweet young dear, just like my boy friend Scott.
I go out to the night clubs, in a black tight mini-skirt,
'Cause its fun to sleaze around, or sometimes to just flirt.

I'm proud to be a Drag Queen, I'm proud to be a tart,
I love to have you watch me, no matter where you part.
I'm gay, I'm queer and gorgeous, and women stare and stew,
But always, always lover, I'm too much man for you.