Here we are, a one horse town (oh oh oh)
Try his mother's wedding gown (oh oh oh)
Steal his sister's magazines
Yeah, his preacher loved him so (oh oh oh)
Daddy was a war hero (oh oh oh)
Now he's got bruises on both knees
Let's all salute the American fag
High heels, ball gags
This is how you do it Uncle Sam
La la la la la
He's a modern man
La la la la la
An American fag
They kicked him off the football team
Then he was homecoming queen
Now he's got a taste for fame
Living in the big city (oh oh oh)
Spilling cocktails on his sheets (oh oh oh)
Reading Ginsberg, riding the d train
Let's all salute thе American fag
High heels, ball gags
This is how you do it Uncle Sam
La la la la la
He's a modеrn man
La la la la la
An American fag
He may not be in the marines
He's never cut down a tree
But he's got an ear for prose
He's not the son you hoped he'd be
Not a banker on Wall Street
But maybe there's enough of those
Let's all salute thе American fag
High heels, ball gags
This is how you do it Uncle Sam
La la la la la
He's a modеrn man
La la la la la
An American fag
La la la la la
He's a modеrn man
La la la la la
An American fag
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