Yaaa.
We are, on fire,
We have, desires,
But one, is that way,
One backstreet boy is gay.
But we, don't want to be mean,
Since now he's a queen,
Don't ask please, "which backstreet boy is gay?"
Tell me who? Ain't sayin' that it's AJ
Tell me who? Ain't sayin' that it's Howie
Tell me who? I never wanna hear you say: "Which backstreet boy is gay?"
Now I can see him, he's in women's clothes, but he don't need an IUD, yeah,
he likes village people, he's playin croquet, his dog is a pekinese.
He is, on fire, his back, perspires,
Won't say, won't say, won't say, WHO'S GAY!
He's always sayin: ain't nothin but a butt-ache, ain't nothin but a fruitcake,
I never wanna hear you say (I never wanna hear you say),
"which one of us is gay?"
Tell me who? Ain't sayin' that it's Brian
Tell me who? Ain't sayin'Nick or Kevin
Tell me who? He's bakin' up a Soufflé, Which backstreet boy is gay?
OK, we're all gay. |
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