My buddy, feels no shame
Tonite, he's cross dressing again
Everybody knows
He's a guy in girls clothes
And lately I' ve seen polish on his toes
But his real name is MERLE

Yea he dates, just like a woman
Gets irate, just like a woman
And he fellates, just like a woman
But he dresses like a little girl


Queen Mary, he's my friend
I believe, he's taking hormone shots again
Nobody's ever guessed
There's a prick under his dress
Especially since he shaved of his mustache
He said it clashed, with his pearls

Yea he dates, just like a woman
Gets irate , just like a woman
He fellates, just like a woman
But he dresses like a little girl

He was cruising down the street
In his finest dress when this cop on the beat
Pulled him aside

Said"I love those sexy heels", slipped his hand beneath the dress, copped a feel
Then his eyes got wide
And I heard him cry, "OY VEY, I
Think I'm sick.
I can't, believe she's got a dick
If we meet again
And I'm liquored up on gin
I hope she ain't got whiskers on her chin
It'll make me, want, to , hurl

Yea, he dates
Just like a woman
Gets irate
Just Like a woman
And he fellates
Just like a woman
But he dresses like a little girl