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Well, my back hurts, my pants are tight
My body shook from left to right
I fell asleep in the road that night
With a headlight, and I died of fright

And the tread marks you put on my back
Went lickety-split, they went crackity-crack
'til all my fuzzy friends ended up like Slim Jims

Tighty-white, ultra-bright
Ain't gotta fight for your website
Osh-Kosh B-Gosh with a pocket full of lobster

Mobsters, chicanos, breakin' grapes with wine-os
Peach fuzz, brazillian wax, blowin' smoke and makin' tracks

Why you, why you gotta bruise me, baby?
I'm all black and blue, black and blue because of you
I stuck the shoe horn into my shoe

It was the gay '90s
And I'm sad to have the gayness behind mе, baby
It was the gay '90s
But I hope those gay boys don't еver find me, baby

Trash cans ripped my seams
Angry rash with the nature creams
Trading steak for tuna fish
I read the print and I made a wish
I had it made with a high-top fade
In the early days of the gay parade
Left-loosy, tight-right
Marinate my ass all night

Well, my back hurts, my pants are tight
My body shook from left to right
I fell asleep in the road that night
With a headlight, and I died of fright

And the tread marks you put on my back
Went lickety-split, they went crackity-crack
'til all my fuzzy friends ended up like Slim Jims

Why you, why you gotta bruise me, baby?
I'm all black and blue, black and blue because of you
Experimenting something new

It was the gay '90s
And I'm sad to have the gayness behind me, baby
It was the gay '90s
But I hope those gay boys don't ever find me, baby

It was the gay '90s
And I'm sad to have the gayness behind me, baby
It was the gay '90s
But I hope those gay boys don't ever find me, baby
It was the gay '90s
It was the gay '90s
It was the gay '90s
It was the gay '90s