I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual

People are telling me That I'm missing out on the fun 'Cause I don't go anywhere And I don't meet anyone But I know how rumors fly When you're a lonely guy And I'm here to tell you it's a lie There's strange things going on At night most everywhere You know those places well And you've never seen me there I walk by other men And I don't notice them But then those rumors start again So I'm gonna tell the world I don't wanna be a homosexual I'm gonna find a girl 'Cause I don't wanna be a homosexual I guess that it's okay If other guys are gay But my hormones are one-directional And I don't wanna be a homosexual Somebody tell me what I did to start this talk Is it the way I look; is it the way I walk? Is it the clothes I wear That make the people stare? Is it the way I comb my hair? I'm only hoping maybe there will come a day When I can make them understand that I'm not gay But till that day is here I guess I'll live in fear And I curse the day I pierced my ear There's nothing wrong with me I don't wanna be 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 nothing special And I don't wanna be a homosexual So now I'm wondering if maybe they're not right I've gone all paranoid and I can't sleep at night I went to see the shrink What did the doctor think? I swear to God I saw him wink I pray that I am wrong I don't wanna be a homosexual Why did I write this song If I don't wanna be a homosexual? I hope it's not too late For them to set me straight I'm gonna see a real professional 'Cause I don't wanna be a homosexual No No, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no I don't wanna be a homosexual . . . I don't wanna go with guys named Seamus I don't wanna be rich and famous I don't wanna go to a French art festival I don't wannt be a homosexual I guess that it's okay If other guys are gay