When i'm stable long enough
i start to look around for love
see a sweet in floral print
my mind begins the arrangements
but when i start to feel that pull
turns out i just pulled myself
she would never go with me
were i the last girl on earth
I'm dumb she's a lesbian
i thought i had found the one
we were good as married in my mind
but married in my mind's no good
a pink triangle on her sleeve
let me know the truth, let me know the truth
Might have smoked a few in my time
but never thought it was a crime
knew the day would surely come
when i'd chill and settle down
when i think i've found a good old-fashioned girl
then she put me in my place
if everyone's a little queer
can't she be a little straight?