Lost im Ost and I'll never find my way back home
And it looks like I'm toast cuz the band ain't picking up the phone
She's getting me wasted
Pouring drinks down my eager throat
And I'm hoping to taste it
Cuz I see she's starting to gloat
She's dragging me all over
Every tranny bar. . . every town
And I'm thinking I've had it
Cuz with every single move she's shooting me down
Do it!
She's left me abandoned
Left me alone for the tranny bar
I'm trying to get a handle
How I got so screwed so far
I'm taking issue
Your cat-and-mouse and crap like that
Hey, there's a tissue
I wonder what I'll do with that?
I'll get off!
