Cut a hole in my chest, push in some blood.I’m about as female as a sexual retard.Sew up the scar with a rusty nail and rope.Can I borrow your bra ’til I’m as clean as soap?In a blue two-in-one (?) I go out on the town.We drink like goldfish, flopping on the ground.Give me a reason to go home to my wife.My hands are nailed to the bar, Jesus what a life.Everything’s gonna be alright.Everything’s gonna be alright.Everything’s gonna be alright.Everything’s gonna be alright.Look down my dress there’s no mountains.Look in my lap there’s no valley.Look in my eyes you’ll see a lake there.Get out a shammy, I’m a fake, dear.