[Verse 1] They said when I was young I Would have some kind of sick day See how I have weathered You tell me if I'm bad, I If my mother had her way, her Her son would be a preacher You looking for redemption We're bringing that old fashioned healing
[Chorus] Don't make me put 'em up Don't make me put 'em up You won't like me Don't make me put 'em up Don't make me put 'em up It's not like me
[Verse 2] Boys will be boys who like boys who dress like girls And that's alright We're hanging with the boys that look like girls tonight Girls will be girls who like girls who dress like boys And start a fight We're hanging with the girls that look like boys, all right
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[Bridge] If my mother had her way, her Her son would be a preacher You looking for redemption I bring that old fashioned healing I don't care if you're a Christian [?] Who gave you the right to judge another's lover? Now's the time for changing So keep the hate from creeping in Cause the bed that you're building Is the one you gotta sleep in