Don't Queer For Me Straight Guy

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parody of the song Don't Cry For Me Argentina


I won't be easy
You'll tell all your friends that I'm strange I'm sure
When I try to explain how I feel
That I don't want your love even after all that we've done
In the backseat of your car and back at the hotel


You won't believe me
All you will see is the shy guy you want to come out of the closet
Dressed up kinky
Loving the Karma Sultra positions 9,6, and 7 with you


I had to let it happen
I had to experiment
Could't decide in my life rather I was gay, straight or bi
Peeping at you through your window
While you were undressed
Dreaming of you in the sun
In my arms


So I choose a time and a place
Running around with you
In the nude
We tried everything and everyone new
But nothing and no one impressed me at all
I never expected them to


CHORUS

Don't queer for me straight guy
The truth is I never loved you
Thou we had some wild days
No one should ever know of their existance
I can't keep my promise
So please keep your distance


And as for Charlie and Jimmy
I never invited them in
Thou those pictures on the internet made it seem so
I was never untrue to you


Nothing but illusions
They were not the wonderful seductions they promised to be
The answer was queer all the time
I don't love you and hope that you don't love me


Don't queer for me straight guy


CHORUS


Have I ..... too much?
There's nothing more I can think of that I wanna do to you
But all you have to do is look at me to know
That every word I say is true
I no longer have a queer eye for you straight guy


2007 Ramona Thompson

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