I'm not gay

When I open my mouth And words stumble out the wrong ones bring my pride down south "I'm gay" I say every time, every day every way And then I speak up and clarify "Well, actually I'm bi" I hope my shame is as discreet I hope one day I can say it clear "I'm bisexual, isn't that neat?" And I hope it is so this year

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