I wrote this song, my wife hates it, which makes it a lot more promiseing im gunna sing it
He's a...
Gay factory, worker from the south
He'll take what men pee out of and put it in his mouth
He works all day with a great big smile
And he carries a large lunch pail
And after work, its off to the bar, where he meets his
Boyfriend Dale
They love the songs, love to dance, (hey)
Sometimes without wearin' pants, (ho)
Come on boys lets take the chance
We'll all change our names to Lance
Everybody...
He's a gay factory, worker from the south
He'll take what you pee out of and put it in his mouth
(mumbles to the tune)
(hawks loogie)