Don’t worry my child,
One day, you’re going to find,
A pretty wife,
You’ll live the life the world wants you to,
Don’t let him dress up as a girl,
Don’t let him play with dolls,
Don’t tell him about the world,
Maybe then he’ll grow up
Don’t let him dress up as a girl,
Don’t let him play with dolls,
Don’t tell him about the world,
Maybe then he’ll grow up normal,
Normal
What’s that?
They jeer at the couple,
Just an innocent pair holding their love between their fingers,
It might shock you, but its theirs to hold in defiant arms,
But I cannot be, I cannot be anything but wrong to you,
But what is wrong and what is right,
Fuck your laws, this is our fight.
Don’t let him dress up as a girl,
Don’t let him play with dolls,
Don’t tell him about the world,
Maybe then he’ll grow up normal,
Don’t let him dress up as a girl,
Don’t let him play with dolls,
Don’t tell him about the world,
Maybe then he’ll grow up normal,
Don’t let him dress up as a girl,
Don’t let him play with dolls,
Don’t tell him about the world,
Maybe then he’ll grow up.
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