I was trying to come up with a plot twist for 'One Week' when I was answering TerrierLee's review. You can thank her for this next song.
Notes: I did not attempt to use the term 'Tran' in a derogatory sense. If it offends you, I'm sorry. Note changes in a single word are indicated by the word being hyphenated.
(To the tune of Stepsister's Lament from Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella.)
Why would a tranny want a boy like me,
A boy who doesn't want it,
Why would a tranny want a boy like me,
Who just wants to be free,
It's a really ugly woman,
Or a really pretty guy,
And with very little trouble,
She had caught me on the sly…
Oh, oh,
Why would that thing
Want to do-o me,
She chained me to the be-ed,
And tore off my clo-othes with her te-e-eth,
And then turned very red!
Her voice sounds a lot like a guy's.
But her face reminds me of a sen-or-a's,
Her skin may be delicate and soft,
But she still smells so much of burr-i-tos!
Her hands are as gentle as a lasses',
They're really as dainty as a baby's,
She's only as pretty as Snow Whi-ite,
Oh my god, I think I'm going crazy!
Oh why would that beauty want a guy like me,
A guy who's merely Charming,
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer,
A thing of its own type?
She's a sweetish tallish boy-chick,
With a dark head full of hair,
And with very little trouble,
She could really look quite fair!
Oh, oh,
Oh why would that beauty want a guy like me,
A guy who's merely Charming,
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer,
A thing of it's own type?
What's the matter with the tran,
What's the matter with the man,
What's the matter with my tan?
(I'm blanching!)
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