And If I Were Gay

Here we are, dear old friend
You and I, drunk again
Laughs have been had
And tears have been shed
Maybe the whisky’s gone to my head

But if I were gay, I would give you my heart
And if I were gay, you’d be my work of art
And if I were gay, we would swim in romance
But I’m not gay, so get your hand out of my pants

It’s not that I don’t care, I do
I just don’t see myself in you
Another time, another scene
I’d be right behind you, if you know what I mean cause
If I were gay, I would give you my soul
And if I were gay, I would give you my whole… being
And if I were gay, we would tear down the walls
But I’m not gay, so won’t you stop cupping my ba… hand

We’ve never hugged, we’ve never kissed
I’ve never been intimate with your fist
But you have opened brand new doors
Get over here and drop… your… drawers

If I Were Gay by Stephen Lynch

Adieu. Navid.

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03.13.05 / 4pm
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