58 - Queer Lyrics

First time he saw him was
A New York City cafe
Walked into that room
Things would really change
He had too much to drink
Guess he didn't think about his family
What went wrong
You could be his woman
You could be his man
You could be his queer
You could be his drug store slam
You could be his woman
And I hope your family understands
Second time he saw him was
The south of France
Some passion fashion disco
And a bastard's dance
What went wrong
Or what went right
That night
Was it love?
You can be his woman
You can be his man
You can be his queer
You can be his drug store junkie slam
Real love doesn't come so easy when you're on your knees
Say please
Guess it's just a figure of speech
Life's got its lessons to teach
Just like fuzz on a peach
But be careful where you reach
Man I can only tell you
Sex is dangerous
(Chorus)
Didn't know what was gettin' into you

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