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I first heard Frank say,

he wanted to dress like Fay Wray
I wanted that too

but what could I do

in junior high school in L.A

My heart skipped in the scene,

he said you gotta be it, not just dream
It was a taboo

I knew I wouldn’t pursue,

I didn’t have the self esteem

I gotta confess

that I like to cross dress
And I’ve been doing it since I was 13
It’s hard to tell bros

that you wear women’s clothes
Even in the “open minded” punk scene
You’d probably get hurt

in heels and a skirt
When you’re in the middle of a circle pit
So I’d only wear panties under boxers

to keep it all a secret
Now I’m telling everyone cuz it’s fun and I don’t give a shit

Forward 30 years,

I still had the same fears
Then I saw Hedwig

play a Bilgewaters gig
And I felt the same envy and tears
I decided right there,

I can’t be bothered to care
What other people think,

I’m gonna dye my pubes pink
And throw out all my Hanes underwear

I’m not transgender,

I’m a lazy crossdresser
Who thinks make up is too much of an ordeal
I paint my toes

and wear shiny tight clothes
Not for the look but how it makes me feel
I don’t need things just right

I’m a tranvest-lite
I only shave to do the Time Warp midnight Saturday
I’m done with self-pity

I don’t have to feel shitty
Cuz I wanna look pretty

so I give it the old city college try
Don’t get me wrong

I still wanna be a guy
Who sometimes likes to dress like a girl
He sometimes likes to wear diamonds and pearls
Don’t think I don’t know I’m not foolin’ anyone
He’s a cross between Adele and Charlie Chaplin
You know it’s not just girls who just wanna have fun!