They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder That depends on their vision and what drugs they sold you Youve got a big nose The size of a hose But she still loves you and you're the one that she chose
Flowers make up for your imperfections As they appear in lumpy homegrown sections After years of built up unknown tension It's in your eyes Down to your thighs But she carries on without you even having to try
We see the world in a different state Ordering different foods all on different sized plates Dating girls called Wendy to a transgender now called Kate The size of His/Her hands And the way She/He stands If I got it right then did I actually offend?
So thats my take on the way we are going New words to counteract as they are now just thrown in Your Black/White/He/She but you're in the girls standing for a wee But it is what it is We all need a wizz Life has changed depending on what we now see as strange