My pink and purple drain pipe trousers.
Walk with me, yes they do.
Spliting me down the middle.
Spliting me in two.
One side pink.
The other side, more blue.
I feel like Micky Mouse all day.
But never feel gay.
Feel free to whistle.
If you feel the need to.
But never say I am gay.
Wearing my pink and purple trousers today.
Hip, hip hooooooooray.
But never say I am gay.
Pink and Purple trousers.
What will we see today.
As I strut. and say.
Morning Misses Hay.
Morning Paul she will say.
How are you today.
I will wink, and then proceed to say.
Wearing my pink and purple trousers today.
Hip, hip hooooooooray.
But do’nt call me gay.
Yes, I noticed, then she walks away.
Just wearing my pink and purple trousers today.
Jan 10, 2012
Jan 10, 2012 at 2:28 PM UTC
My pink and purple drain pipe trousers.
Walk with me, yes they do.
Spliting me down the middle.
Spliting me in two.
One side pink.
The other side, more blue.
I feel like Micky Mouse all day.
But never feel gay.
Feel free to whistle.
If you feel the need to.
But never say I am gay.
Wearing my pink and purple trousers today.
Hip, hip hooooooooray.
But never say I am gay.
Pink and Purple trousers.
What will we see today.
As I strut. and say.
Morning Misses Hay.
Morning Paul she will say.
How are you today.
I will wink, and then proceed to say.
Wearing my pink and purple trousers today.
Hip, hip hooooooooray.
But do’nt call me gay.
Yes, I noticed, then she walks away.
Just wearing my pink and purple trousers today.
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