I’M GONNA BE A SLUT (Freeman/Ginoli)

I’m gonna be a slut!
I’m gonna be a slut!
I’m gonna be a slut!
I’m gonna be a slut!

The older that I get,
The less I want to settle down
The older that I get
The more I want to get around

I want to live for pleasure,
I want to live for fun!
So many lovely guys,
I wanna sleep with everyone!

I’m gonna be a slut! x4

I used to be a christian
I was shy and insecure
Then I spread my legs
And dumped the Lord
And now I know for sure

I want to live for pleasure,
I want to live for fun!
So many lovely guys,
I wanna sleep with everyone!

I’m gonna be a slut! x4

Look out!

I want to live a long life
Be older than King Tut
Because I’ve got lots of condoms
And they’re going up your butt!

I’m gonna be a slut! etc.

MANADA (Ginoli) 

Every time I go north of the border
Boy after boy always wins me over

I’m going to Manada
I’m going to Manada
The weather’s cold
But the guys are hot
I don’t care if it snows a lot
I’ll snuggle up with the boy I got in Manada

From Newfoundland to Vancouver Island
From Edmonton to the Breton Highlands
It’s different from the USA
I’m not sure that I could stay
But I know I’ll find my way to Manada

There’s Scott in Halifax
Benjamin in Medicine Hat
There’s Laurent in Montreal
In Manada, I want them all 

I’m going to Manada
I’m going to Manada
The weather’s cold
But the guys are hot
I don’t care if it snows a lot
I’ll snuggle up with the boy I got in Manada

PRETTY BOY (WHAT’S YOUR NAME?) (Vince Clarke)

Sometimes watch you walk the street at midnight
Sometimes I can feel you in the air
Looking good, I knew you would
All the time I understood

Hey you’re such a pretty boy
Hey you’re such a pretty boy
Hey you’re such a pretty boy
Hey you’re such a pretty boy
You’re so pretty

Everybody seems to look in your way 
(Everybody seems to look your way)
Everybody wants to know your name
(Hey good looking, what’s your name?)
I observe, you’ve got the nerve
They all say you’re quite a perv

Hey you’re such a pretty boy
Hey you’re such a pretty boy
Hey you’re such a pretty boy
Hey you’re such a pretty boy
You’re so pretty

All the boys have got to get together
All the boys together in one bed
Down below, here we go, 
Show the things we need to show

Hey you’re such a pretty boy
Hey you’re such a pretty boy
Hey you’re such a pretty boy
Hey you’re such a pretty boy
You’re so pretty

HOCKEY HAIR (Ginoli)

It’s such a problem
It’s got me in despair
He’s such a sweetheart
But he’s got hockey hair

Cut short on top
Long in back, he lets it fall
A neck-warmer haircut
You can get at any mall

People giggle and stop and stare
And it’s not like he’s unaware
But he plays hockey so he don’t care
Now I’m stuck with a boy with hockey hair

He’s a wicked lover
He fills me with delight
He’ll turn a bedroom hat trick
Three times in one night

But he won’t change his hairstyle
No matter how I try
Though I know he loves me
His first love is the ice
I’d love to sit him in a barber chair
But know I don’t have a prayer
Cause he plays hockey so he don’t care
Now I’m stuck with a boy with hockey hair

I don’t tell him what clothes to wear
I’d simply rather see him bar
But he plays hockey so he don’t car
Now I’m stuck with a boy with hockey hair

HEADBANGER (Freeman/Ginoli)

I saw him at Guitar Center
He didn’t seem like a ten-percenter
He was picking up picks and strings
I was into picking up other things

He was a hesher, a hairshaker
He looked to me like a mattress breaker
When he followed me out of the store
I knew he wanted more more more!

He’s my headbanger boy
My heavy metal toy
With a haircut like a girl
He’s got me in a whirl
Headbanger

He turned on his CD player
Did I prefer Metallica or Slayer?
I said “Whatever will get you hot”
By the second song our clothes were off

His fat boner bobbing up and down
Playing air guitar as he danced around
He pounced on me and said “Let’s do it”
He knew what he wanted when we got down to it

He’s my headbanger boy
My heavy metal toy
With his studs and leather bands
He’s got me in his hands
Headbanger

I can’t believe I’m his first ever guy
The way he left me drained and dry
Then he led me to the door
His girlfriend was coming home at 4

He’s my headbanger boy
My heavy metal toy
He wants to see me again
When his girlfriend leaves at 10
Headbanger

BREAKING THE LAW (Tipton/Halford/Downing)

There I was completely wasted, out of work and down
Inside it’s so frustrating in this backwards redneck town
Feel as though nobody cares if I live or die
So I might as well begin to put some action in my life

Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law, the sodomy law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law, the sodomy law

So much for the golden future, I can’t even start
They say my love’s a crime, there’s anger in my heart
You don’t know what it’s like, you don’t have a clue
If you did you’d find yourselves doing the same thing too

Break the law, break the law
Break the law, break the law, the sodomy law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law, the sodomy law

You don’t know what it’s like
Or maybe you do
To want to shove that nightstick up the ass
Of some cop who’s hassling you

Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law, the sodomy law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law, the sodomy law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law, the sodomy law

POLITICAL ASSHOLE  (Freeman/Ginoli)

Politicians passing laws
Sink their fangs in, sink their claws
Seems so strange that they should care
If you stick a dick up there

Your asshole is political…

Right-wing Christians, they don’t care
Trying to keep the people scared
And it’s your ass they’re gonna trash
When they need to raise more cash

Your asshole is political…

MALE MODEL (J.J. O’Neill; extra lyrics by Jon G.)

When I was young I never wanted toys
Things like that were for little boys
Always in the mirror trying on new clothes
Waiting for the chance to say “I’ll take those!””

I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna wanna be a male model
I wanna be a model

I read women’s magazine for fashion sense
Gotta keep up with the latest trends
But I need bigger muscles and bigger pecs
To compete with the younger guys coming up next

I’m tired of wearing clothes from five years ago
And anything cheap I don’t want to know
Modeling’s gotta be the life for me
To get all the clothes that I deserve for free

VALENTINE’S DAY (Ginoli)

I set the table just right
The room is dark except for candlelight
I spent hours making the sauce
Bought the wine, didn’t care what it costs
It’s gonna be a special date
A day to celebrate
But I think I’d have more fun
If I was cooking for more than one

I guess Cupid’s got bad aim
‘Cause every year’s the same
Another day to feel forgotten
Another occasion to make you feel rotten

The day’s a riot of pink and red
But I’m alone in my double bed
I deserve a consolation award
Another Valentine’s Day with no reward

Shiny heart-shaped balloons
Are sentimental, tacky and crude
I don’t want flowers anyway
I just want a guy who’ll stay
When you’re a failure at the chase
No prize for the second runner-up
I want to drink champagne from the winner’s cup 
I guess Cupid’s got bad aim
‘Cause every year’s the same
Another day to feel forgotten
Another occasion to make you feel rotten

The day’s a riot of pink and red
But I’m alone in my double bed
I deserve a consolation award
Another Valentine’s Day with no reward

EXPIRATION DAY 01/97 (Freeman/Ginoli)

Hope springs eternal
But boys spring infernal
Had high hopes
It lasted just a couple of gropes

Scraps and crumbs
Are all that’s been on my plate
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date

Macho men and catty queens
And precious little inbetween
Cute guy I got to meet
Another drug tragedy

I’m a reliable guy
In a city of flakes
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date

Trying to find my own niche
Accomplishing nearly zilch
Do I give in and condom?
Suck up to the norm?

I can’t relate
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date

THE SUMMER YOU LET YOUR HAIR GROW OUT (ACOUSTIC) (Ginoli/Freeman)

The summer you let your hair grow out
Hope hung heavy in the air
The summer you let your hair grow out
I thought you and me could get somewhere

Working in that big department store
Wishing we could spend our days outside
Taking our breaks at the same time
It felt like more than friendship was on the line

Talking for hours upon end
I was someone you could relate to
Daily you were dropping king size clues
You had me going, I was going hard for you

Flirting till I could not resist
I made the move I’d so long wanted to
But finally, you were just a tease
You led me on but wouldn’t fallow through

The summer you let your hair grow out
Hope hung heavy in the air
The summer you let your hair grow out
I thought you and me would get somewhere

HE COULD BE THE ONE (B & L Paine)

Yesterday I met a guy,
the kind you dream about at night
he said come on lets take a ride,
and i said okay…yeah
every move he makes is really hip,
he’s hip uh huh
he could be the one to come and steal my heart away 
he could be the one…i like his style
he could be the one…love’s on trial
he could be the one to make it all worth while…yeah
he could be the one,he could be the one
he could be the one,he could be the one

i got to say he’s super fine
i cant get him off my mind
i know he’s not a waste of time,
he’s got it all…yeah
every move he makes is really hip,
he’s hip uh huh
got my name and number and im waiting on his call…hey…ohhh
he could be the one…i like his style
he could be the one… love’s on trial
he could be the one to make it all worth while…yeah
he could be the one,he could be the one
he could be the one,he could be the one

in this modern day and age
love’s just another passing stage
everybody’s out to score,
but love to me is so much more! 

hey ohhh! he could be the one
he could be the one
he could be the one to make it all worth while…yeah!
he could be the one
he could be the one
he could be the one
he could be the one
he could be the one
he could be the one
he could be the one
he could be the one

ON ANY OTHER DAY (Stewart Copeland)

There’s a house on my street
And it looks real neat
It’s the place that I call homeThere’s a tree by the sidewalk
nd a brand new car by the doorJust slammed the door on my hand, ow! Well I just burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just humped my leg
My teenage boyfriend ran awayThe guy I’m hot for isn’t gay
And it would be O.K. on any other day
And it would be O.K. on any other day

Pulled out the morning papers
And spilled my tea
I don’t know what’s wrong with me
The cups and plates are in a conspiracy

Even Morrissey’s happier than me
Well I just burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just humped my leg
My teenage boyfriend ran awayThe guy I’m hot for isn’t gay
And it would be O.K. on any other day
And it would be O.K. on any other day

NEGATIVE QUEEN (STRIPPED BARE) (Ginoli)

He thinks he’s Oscar Wilde, but he’s Paul Lynde
Can’t say anything good about anything
He flips his cigarette with disdain
You’ve failed to live up to his standards again
He’s a negative queen, he’s a negative queen

He reads all the latest magazines
He’s quick to fallow, but thinks he’s in the lead
He was there and you weren’t
You’re out of it, you’re not current
He’s a negative queen, he’s a negative queen

He drips disdain, he’s lacking tact
He’s popular in a scene
Where being nice is a radical act

Everything’s got to be just so
If it’s not, he’ll let you know
Don’t put up posters on Castro Street
He’ll rip them down so he shop in peace
He’s a negative queen, he’s a negative queen

He struts into a bar with swagger
Stumbles out later with a stagger
Spent half his life in a bar
Now he looks so haggard
No sympathy for a braggart

Everything’s got to be just so
If it’s not, he’ll let you know
Darling, you simply haven’t lived
Unless you’ve lived like him
He’s a negative queen, he’s a negative queen
He’s a negative queen, he’s a negative queen

SWEET PAIN (Gene Simmons)

My leathers fit tight around me
My whip is always beside me
You want the same thing every day
I’ll teach you love a different way
You’ll learn to love me and my sweet pain

My love will drive you insane
Sweet pain, my love will drive you insane

Pain has got its reason
And if you don’t stop your teasin’, baby
I’m gonna show you now
You’ll get your lovin’ anyhow, anyhow
And you’ll get to love me and my sweet pain

My love will drive you insane
Ahh, sweet pain, my love will drive you insane

Ahh, you get to love me any way I say
Ahh, you get to love me and my sweet pain

Pain has got it’s reason
You find it pleasin’, yes you do, yes you do
And I’m gonna show you now
You’ll get to love it anyhow, anyhow and
You’ll get to love me and my sweet pain

My love will drive you insane
Ahh, sweet pain, my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain my love will drive you insane
Ahh, sweet pain (sweet pain) my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain (sweet pain) my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain (sweet pain) my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain (sweet pain) my love will drive you insane

ONE NIGHT STAND (Maow)

TWO WAY ASS (Freeman/Ginoli)

Two way ass, two way ass, I’ve got a two way ass, I’ve got a two way
Two way ass, two way ass, I’ve got a two way ass, I’ve got a two way ass!

BUNNIES (LIVE) (Ginoli)

I’ve never been in anything like this before
We take off our clothes before we’re in the door
Eight hours of work is especially tough
When three times a day is barely enough

I got the carrot, you got the stick
You start to nibble, I start to lick
And we get our bodies all hot and sweaty and runny
And then we fuck like bunnies

Showing up early catches me off guard
Hearing your knock on y door gets me hard
You drive me rough like a pick-up truck
It’s a never-ending, non-stop boy fuck

I got the carrot, you got the stick
You start to nibble, I start to lick
And we get our bodies all hot and sweaty and runny
And then we fuck like bunnies

It’s been days and days since I’ve seen my friends
Burning the candle with you at both ends
We might burn out like a supernova
But for the moment please roll over

I got the carrot, you got the stick
You start to nibble, I start to lick
And we get our bodies all hot and sweaty and runny
And then we fuck like bunnies

FEM IN A BLACK LEATHER JACKET (DEMO) (Ginoli)

I don’t like macho, put it away
Doesn’t appeal to me straight or gay
But I know a boy who catches my eye,
He don’t act tough, why should he try?

He’s a fem in a black leather jacket,
He’s a gem in a black leather jacket,
He’s a fem in a black leather jacket,
And I want to take him home with me

With his long long hair and pouty lips
Cute little butt and sexy hips
The way he moves has me inspired
He’s the boy that I require

He’s a fem in a black leather jacket,
He’s a gem in a black leather jacket,
He’s a fem in a black leather jacket,
And I want to take him home with me

He looks as good in a skirt as he does in jeans
He is a most notorious queen
(With) his personality I’m not impressed
But I can’t wait to get him undressed

He’s a fem in a black leather jacket,
He’s a gem in a black leather jacket,
He’s a fem in a black leather jacket,
And I want to take him home with me

He’s a fem in a black leather jacket,
He’s a gem in a black leather jacket,
He’s a fem in a black leather jacket,
And I’m gonna take him home with me!

THE STORY SO FAR (DEMO) (Ginoli)

I met a cute guy in a gallery
I looked at him he smiled at me
We started talking and I was impressed
He was smart and sweet and confident
Just as I was thanking my good luck
That was the moment reality struck
He bid me goodbye and quickly fled
Back to the safety of his girlfriend 

And that’s the story so far
That’s the story so far 

Well I was hangin’ out at that old queer bar
The only in my home town
Looking around, didn’t find much to choose
Feeling the I-can’t-get-laid blues
But as I was leaving the doorman smiled
He was a honey so I stopped for a while
We hit it off, but oh, cruel fate 
He was the only guy in the place that was straight 

And that’s the story so far
That’s the story so far 

This is the part that I can’t stand
Falling for an attractive man
Who’s great but often straight
This is the part I hate
But one I ten still means a lot of them
But so many are wrapped up in silly trends
That I despise and make me roll my eyes
Is this my community?
Sometimes I want to mutiny 

Walking down the street
So many guys I want to meet
And it makes me smile
But it might take a long while
To find that cutie
With both brains and beauty
So I’ll keep the faith
But for now I wait 

And that’s the story, that’s the story, that’s the story of my life
That’s the story, that’s the story, that’s the story of my life
That’s the story, that’s the story, that’s the story so far