Verse 1 (sassy, strut-beat):
I cut my hair like Ani Di,
I move my hands when I tell a story.
I drink iced coffee, I hate white men,
I’m a gay man, but a lesbian.
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Chorus (campy, danceable):
I’m a gay man, but a lesbian,
Tell me, baby, where do I begin?
I want the drama, I want the femme,
I’m a gay man — but a lesbian.
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Verse 2 (witty detail):
I wear flannel like second skin,
I’ve got opinions on Rachael Ray’s spin.
I U-Haul feelings on the second date,
I’m a gay man — but my gay is gay-and-great.
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Chorus:
I’m a gay man, but a lesbian,
I like her boots and I like his grin.
Queer confusion is my best friend,
I’m a gay man — but a lesbian.
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Bridge (spoken over beat, RuPaul-style):
Call me daddy, call me dyke,
Call me both, it feels just right.
Check your labels, tear them thin,
I’m a gay man… but a lesbian.
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Final Chorus (big, tongue-in-cheek anthem):
I’m a gay man, but a lesbian,
Flip the script — and play it again.
It’s not straight, it’s not pretend,
I’m a gay man — but a lesbian.