Lyrics:
when I'm alone in my headspace (headspace)
I'll take my crown, my dress, my song, I'll put it on
'Cause I'm a closet disco queen
I dance along when no
when I'm alone in my headspace (headspace)
I'll take my crown, my dress, my song, I'll put it on
'Cause I'm a closet disco queen
I dance along when no
shades
"Let the music come and take ya
It's always been in your nature
Lonely star, a creator
Cause all your life you've been
A Closet Disco Queen
So you go to the village in your tie dyed jeans
And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens
It's like some pornographic magazine
And you
he's not a common place closet queen
He shouldn't be hidden, he should be seen
Cause when he puts on that dress
He looks like a princess
So you go to the village in your tie dyed jeans
And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens
It's like some pornographic magazine
And you
You're a closet queen
You think it's obscene
To let the people see what's deep inside of you
I know what you're going through
But what you are is
you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans
And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens
It`s just like some pornographic magazine
And you
seen before
That's what brought me here knockin' on your back door
Oh, yeah
A closet queen, the busstop's dream, she wants to shake my hand
I
before
That's what brought me here knockin' on your back door
Oh, yeah
A closet queen, the busstop's dream, she wants to shake my hand
I don't
before
That's what brought me hope
Knockin' on your back door
A closet queen, the worst I've seen
She wants to shake my hand
I don't want to be there
When
seen before
That's what brought me here knockin' on your back door
Oh, yeah
A closet queen, the busstop's dream, she wants to shake my hand
I
for the killer's profit and another five
'cos the government by well-spanked arses, closet queens ("Masturbate,
masturbate.") making it a crime to be
brother dressed like a closet queen
First it's up then it's down I look around and see a clown
I began to wonder if it's all a joke cs I pour another rum
just a closet queen
and you're not impressing me
"no i'm fucking serious, it was really cool!
i think i can remember and now i'm gonna sing it
for you"
a homosexual
Know what I want to be
And I don't wanna be a homosexual
Soft boys and closet queens
Think Judy Garland's keen
But I don't think she's
and another five
Give a government by well-spanked dumb closet queens ("masturbate, masturbate.") making it a crime to be gay
Shiny happy people holding
Your a drag
A pretty face in a magazine
Are you a lady or a closet queen
Another dream is laid to waste
'cause your just not another pretty face
some
before
That's what brought me hope
Knockin' on your back door
A closet queen, the worst I've seen
She wants to shake my hand
I don't want to be
In the sterile frown of a
Redneck hometown
Lie reptile tears of a clown
With wrangler jeans
And Hustler magazines
Hidden in closets
Full
a house so I’m putting down a deposit
The feeling that I get when your clothes hang in our closet
Cause baby you a queen the only one in my sight
Me
the crowds
There're many, many faces to be fed tonight
Will you be dining too?
There're many, many jacks and queens and closet kings
Red lips
Rich tips
impress me
Those pocket queens and closet aces
Full house of painted faces
Dealing out suited connectors
Your winning smile is infectious
Drag me down Cold
butch queen just don't stop.
That butch queen just don't stop.
[Chorus:]
I'm not your closet freak, I'm not your closet freak
I'm not your freaky deaky
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