Lost im Ost and I'll never find my way back home And it looks like I'm toast cuz the band ain't picking up the phone
She's getting me wasted Pouring drinks down my eager throat And I'm hoping to taste it Cuz I see she's starting to gloat She's dragging me all over Every tranny bar. . . every town And I'm thinking I've had it Cuz with every single move she's shooting me down Do it!
She's left me abandoned Left me alone for the tranny bar I'm trying to get a handle How I got so screwed so far I'm taking issue Your cat-and-mouse and crap like that Hey, there's a tissue I wonder what I'll do with that? I'll get off!
