You keep me at arms length. In your quest for perfection. Doin' just the minimum. To hold on to my affection. I've waited patiently. Hoping you'll come through.
When I met him he was nice enough. For a shot man trying to act real tough in a bar. That kind of attitude won't get you very far. His shirt was open and I saw his chest.
Denny picked me up, Denny did me. He's got a tattoo of his dick on his belly. It was double vision, disorienting. Denny's kind of a dorky fella. Denny's dramatic, Denny's dark.
So sad now. No way out. The bottom of despair. Hormones raging. Going crazy. It there another boy who cares?. Deep water. Pulling me down. Deep water.
I´ve got nothing against a man. Whose dick is hard straight. I´ll take it in my hand. It sure feels great. But there´s one thing. That turns me on for sure.
Confess your crimes after twenty years of killing. Clearing your mind is easy now caught. Death was your life, pain your pleasure. No regrets, emotions are naught.
I knew when I first met him. That I never would forget him. To find a beauty such as he in my bed was rare. To sleep with him I was excited. But later I was less delighted.
There's many a strange impulse out on the plains of West Texas;. There's many a young boy who feels things he don't comprehend.. Well small town don't like it when somebody falls between sexes,.
I'm a cocksucking faggot, a flaming faggot. A fuck bunny, fruitcake, cum superdeli, homo. Uncle Walt, Auntie Mame, little sissy pansy. Fudge-packing butt pirate, drag queen, hairdresser.
I've never been in anything like this before. We take off our clothes before we're in the door. Eight hours of work is especially tough. When three times a day is barely enough.
Cute drunk boys in gay bars. All the trouble they cause. They come onto you so bold. Get them home they pass out cold. You go to sleep, they start to snore.
Two California valley boys. The very best of friends. They used to go on dates with girls. But now they don't pretend. After trying to deny it. They went ahead and tried it.
The bigger the cushion. The sweeter the pushin'. The looser the waist band. The deeper the quicksand. . My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo. I'd love to sink him with my pink torpedo.
Size don´t matter. Well that´s usually true. More important. Is who it´s attached to. But to find a larger tool. Can sometimes be so thrilling. It goes down smooth.
We´re here to tell you, ya better make way. We´re queer rockers in your face today. We can´t relate to judy garland. It´s a new generation of music calling.
Crowded night, rock and roll bar. The band is playing loud with roaring guitars. The crowd is dancing madly, slamming in the pit. I´m rubbing shoulders with a guy.
This is a song of remembrance. For our old boyfriends. But who now live with someone else. Well they're part of our lives. But now they've gone. But we still see them when the world seems beautiful.
Is it true I hear, youre gone. Guess this place for you wasnt home. Is it now too late, can I call?. I just wanna talk, it wont take long. . And if I see your face.
Kupikirkan dengan hatiku. Perasaanku kepadamu begitu malu. Kupikirkan dengan jiwaku. Mungkin kucinta kepadamu. . Tapi kutahu dunia pun tahu. Itu semua hanyalah mimpi.