We always asked - he didn't tell
But everybody knew
He came as stag - we called him fag
His mother cried, it's true
He dressed in lace - ate flambeed krill
He bought a ticket to AIDS

We laughed about the clothes he worn
They were always in fad
And what a sight he made for scorn
When he was bitchy and mad

Beyond our ken - lived intense
He was queer as the French
When he took onto the stage
He found his calling there
Just like his ticket to AIDS

He was a ballet poof - he'd strut around in miniskirt
No man, a ballet poof - except the days his rectum hurt

So many suckers - that he let choke
Too many dates - with the queer eye folks

Danced at home to Liberace
And to Y.M.C.A
Enjoyed to tie guys down
Got the sickness from a lover
Spread it to a bunch of friends
They got his ticket to AIDS

He was a ballet poof - he'd strut around for all to see
No man, a ballet poof - with destination H-I-V
Ballet poof - We called him the frog-cousine man
No man, a ballet poof - he used that spray-on-tan

He thought that women sucked
He went down on this luck
And he just couldn't duck - H-I-V
And now he's really - fucked

His time's up, ballot's poofed - will fade towards his final day
No man, a ballet poof - death knocked his ass, he'll have to pay
Ballet poof - now sucks just a medical bong
No more his ballet's spoofed - he's gonna die too young

He's gonna die too young