Wanna Be a Girl

Wanna be a girl He tried hard to be her free time cook Left the kitchen in a mess Called her up when the car wheels squealed She was busy, too, ore or less He was late in the restaurant The meet was stale and crude She wasn’t angry, but deeply harmed About him and the indian food And she loved him tender He didn’t return it to sender Because he never could let go She wanna be a girl, but she don’t know Wanna be a girl, but she don’t know She often wondered what he is doing there When he locked the bathroom door Swapped his emporor’s glow for her favorite gown Imagined himself a whore She was curious, then confused Asked a suspicious mind Everytime he was just sitting there She didn’t treat him too kind She was pretty and slender Within all her splendour He shed a tear but didn’t show He wanna be a girl but she don’t know Wanna be a girl but she don’t know She wanted to feel like a woman And treated him like a boy There was distortion in their wedding bells And a pain within all joy I used to be caught in the same old trap Dreamed of a one night stand Today i do not cry anymore When the drummer leaves the band I will play my fender He will change his gender At least he will tell her so Wanna be a girl, just let her know Wanna be a girl, just let her know Wanna be a girl, just let her know Wanna be a girl, just let her know