VERSATILE  (Ginoli)

There’s a few straight guys I know
They wanna know who plays the women’s role
I shake my head and say it’s not like that
Some guys have the imagination of a doormat
Our roles are not cast in stone
We trade off getting boned
Cause we’re versatile

There’s a few straight guys I’ve known
There’s a few straight guys I’ve blown
They like women and make sure you don’t forget it
But they’ve got a burning desire to get it
They want to know how taking it feels
Like Pete Townshend when he revealed
He’s versatile 

There’s a few straight guys I know
Tired of the traditional roles
There’s nothing like a good vibrator
To jump start a bored masturbator
Maybe a dildo would enrich their lives
They could explain to their girlfriends and wives
They’re versatile

FEM IN A BLACK LEATHER JACKET (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!

BUNNIES (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

BOYFRIEND WANTED (Ginoli)

Cute drunk boys in gay bars
All the trouble they cause
They come onto you so bold
You get them home, they pass out cold
They go to sleep you start to snore
I can’t put up with this anymore
No no no, no no no…
Waited so long, how much more to go?

Frustrated, sitting at home
Life’s too short to spend alone
You throw some clothes on that tired body
Venture out and try to meet somebody
But it’s a temporary gain,
To tide you over and keep you from going insane
No no no, no no no…
Waited so long, how much more to go?

My straight friends are having weddings
That’s not where my life is heading
O drunken squalor, get thee behind me
But there’s always some old trick there to remind me
I’m professionally single, you know
I’m so experienced that by now I’m a pro
No no no, no no no…
No no no, no no no…
No no no, no no no…
Waited so long, how much more to go?

THE STORY SO FAR (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

HIPPY DUDE  (Ginoli)

He walks through the Lower Haight
With a pouch on one arm
He’s tall and slim
And he moves with an animal charm
He’s a foxy dude
I’d love to lure him to my room
We’ll lay back, relax and do some shrooms

My hippy dude, my hippy dude
Get you in the nude and do things rude and lewd
My hippy dude 

The pants he wears 
Are made in El Salvador
If I could get inside them
I’d be a happy man for sure
I realize many guys like this aren’t gay
But there’s so much ambiguity
I wouldn’t try to say 

My hippy dude, my hippy dude
Get you in the nude and do things rude and lewd
My hippy dude 

I can’t wait to get my hands
On your hippy dick
Your love pump is what I’ll lick
Your hippy dick, your hippy dick
Your hip hip hip hip hip hip hippy dick 

Maybe I could learn
To stand the Grateful Dead
It sure beats listening
To some dance remix instead
I’d love to run my hand
Through his long and wavy locks
And be stretched out on his bed
Holding one another’s cocks 

My hippy dude, my hippy dude
Get you in the nude and do things rude and lewd
My hippy dude 

CURVATURE  (Ginoli)

I’ve got nothing against a man
Whose dick is hard straight
I’ll take it in my hand
It sure feels great
But there’s one thing
That turns me on for sure
And that is a man
Whose dick has got curvature 

Curvature, curvature
Something that can peek out at me around the furniture
Curvature, curvature
Something that really gets me off is curvature 

When I get home with a guy
And it’s getting late
I can’t wait to gauge the angle of his tubesteak
When I get around
To opening his package
The guy who’s bent like the St. Louis arch
Is gonna have an advantage

Curvature, curvature
Something that can peek out at me around the furniture
Curvature, curvature
Something that really gets me off is curvature 

THE COCKSUCKER CLUB (Ginoli)

He’s though about it for a long, long time
About being attracted to his own kind
He’s ready to take those fantasies
And make them into something real
And finally do all the things he’s been dreaming of
He’s joining the cocksucker club

To not have to pretend he was drunk
When he seduced his roommate on his bunk
He might be bi, he might be gay
But he knows he’s finally ready to say
Some of the things he’s constantly thinking of
He’s joining the cocksucker club

So lick lick lick, suck suck suck
Unroll the condoms and fuck fuck fuck
Down on your knees giving good head
Do it on your parents’ queen-size bed

In high school he spent hundred if hours
Fantasizing about boys in the showers
Billy was hung, Rick was thick
Daniel had a most upstanding dick
But Eric was the one with extra yardage to love
By joining the cocksucker club

So lick lick lick, slurp slurp slurp
Do it though your jaws start to hurt
The taste and feel of a dick that’s new
Is a fun activity to pursue

He’s though about it for a long, long time
About being attracted to his own kind
He’s ready to face what it means
When another boy causes a lump in your jeans
Taking the plunge, going down for love
He’s joining the cocksucker club
He’s ready for the cocksucker club
He’s a member of the cocksucker club

CRABBY DAY  (Ginoli)

I knew when I first met him
That I never would forget him
To find a beauty such as he in my bed was rare
To sleep with him I was excited
But later I was less delighted
When I found that special present he left in my pubic hair 

Now it’s a crabby day, unhappy day
I’ll never forget him I’m sad to say
Leave me alone
I’m having a crabby day

So to the drugstore without haste
To solve the problem below the waist
Then the laundromat to disinfect my clothes and sheets
Walking home who do I see
But the guy who gave those wretched vermin to me
He quickly runs to opposite side of the street

Now it’s a crabby day, unhappy day
To be treated in such a shabby way
Give me a break,
I’m having a crabby day

At home a message is waiting
From a boy I’ve been contemplating
He’s leaving town for a month and wants to see me tonight
After the lotion’s been applied
Can I be sure every one of those critters has died?
Or take the risk of passing them on for a long-awaited night?

It’s such a crabby day, unhappy day
Why did he have to call today?
Get me out of this
I’m having a crabby day

LUCK OF THE DRAW (Ginoli)

Once slept with a black-haired lad
Went up his apartment
Pretty quickly, things turned bad
Passion wasn’t his department
Too busy shoving poppers up his nose to notice me

Took a chance with another
Frolicking in bed
But he couldn’t get exited
Unless I help a pillow tightly over his head
Just your average boy next door
Well they say some day prince will come
Not holding my breath anymore

You gotta kiss some frogs
Well I’ve heard that one before
Now I’ve kissed a lot of frogs
Am I better off than I was before
Sitting here alone chapped lips

I’ve never been a slut
Though I’ve slept with more than a few
Maybe that’s something that
I could aspire to
There’s a lot of people in this town
Who never seem to come to grips with
How they feel from the waist down

Well I’ve been reading the personals
There seems to be two kinds
Helpless romantics
Or guys with absolutely nothing on their minds
But the endless bump and grind

Living in a fishbowl
Here at the edge of the world
You can’t go west forever
Or you’ll hit ocean bottom

Looking up from the Golden Gate
I can’t see east of the Berkeley Hills
But some people wanna live in North Dakota
Maybe you can go far in Fargo

ROCK & ROLL QUEER BAR (The Ramones, new words by Ginoli)

Rock rock rock rock rock & roll queer bar!

Don’t care about heterosexuality
Rock, rock, rock & roll queer bar
That’s not what I want to be
Rock rock, rock & roll queer bar
I just wanna have some kicks
I just wanna get some dicks
Rock rock rock rock rock & roll queer bar

Well the boys out there knock me out you know
Rock rock, rock & roll queer bar
Cruisin’ around for a cute homo
Rock rock, rock & roll queer bar
I hate the yuppies and the sweater queens
In their overpriced cars and acid wash jeans
Rock rock rock rock, rock & roll queer bar

Fun fun! Rock rock rock rock, rock & roll queer bar
Fun fun! Rock rock rock rock, rock & roll queer bar
Fun fun! Rock rock rock rock, rock & roll queer bar…

SURRENDER YOUR CLOTHING (Ginoli)

Summer shorts on a lawn of green
Smooth tan legs and what in between
Touch your knee, slide up your leg
Pull your shirt off over your head
This is where it begins
This is the moment we live for
When we abandon a hostile world
And surrender our clothing to the floor

Stroke your body, smooth lean chest
Brush the nipples, my hand comes to rest
Kiss your neck, fingers through your hair
Reaching down your back inside your underwear
Feel your tongue, feel your lips
Bodies in motion, grinding hips
All hands below, finding what’s concealed
Zippers down, the prize revealed

ANTHEM (Ginoli)

We’re here to tell you, ya better make way
We’re queer rockers in your face today
We can’t relate to Judy Garland
It’s a new generation of music calling

We’re the buttfuckers of rock & roll
We want to sock it to your hole
With loud guitars, we’re gay and proud
We’re gonna get ya with your pants down

Closeted rockers, we’ve heard of a few
They won’t risk their careers to come out to you
We have no such deceptions, no such ploys
We make it clear we want to sleep with boys

We’re the buttfuckers of rock & roll
We want to sock it to your hole
We don’t care if you’re top or bottom
Just use your butthole, everyone’s got ‘em

We do love rock & roll, it’s true
But that boy meets girl stuff just won’t do
We got our condoms, we got our lube
We know how to use ‘em, how ‘bout you?

We’re the buttfuckers of rock & roll
We want to sock it to your hole
Latino, Asian, white or black
We’re gonna getcha on your back