Dressing like a faggot
Must living in a different world
And your momma doesn't know
Why you can't look like all the other girls
Stop you on the street they wanna know your name
Reach on the phone 'cause they know your game
Running down the alley trying to get home
Or standing on the corner never alone
And I don't wanna get over you
It doesn't matter what you do
I just can't get over youGoh-yea
You say the boys with the bikes
And the leathers want to beat you to hell
And the girls where you work
Don't treat you to well
They think your something f*cked up, but you ain't so bad
What looks like that
Running down the alley trying to get home
R standing on the corner never alone
And I don't wanna get over you
It doesn't matter what you do
I just can't get over youGoh-yeah
Dressing like a faggot
Must living in a different world
And your momma doesn't know
Why you can't look like all the other girls
Stop you on the street they wanna know your name
Reach on the phone 'cause they know your game
Running down the alley trying to get home
Or standing on the corner never alone
And I don't wanna get over you
It doesn't matter what you do
just can't get over youGoh-yeah
The Queers - Get Over You Lyrics
The Queers - Get Over You Lyrics
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Dressing like a faggot
Must living in a different world
And your momma doesn't know
Why you can't look like all the other girls
Stop you on the street they wanna know your name
Reach on the phone 'cause they know your game
Running down the alley trying to get home
Or standing on the corner never alone
And I don't wanna get over you
It doesn't matter what you do
I just can't get over youGoh-yea
You say the boys with the bikes
And the leathers want to beat you to hell
And the girls where you work
Don't treat you to well
They think your something f*cked up, but you ain't so bad
What looks like that
Running down the alley trying to get home
R standing on the corner never alone
And I don't wanna get over you
It doesn't matter what you do
I just can't get over youGoh-yeah
Dressing like a faggot
Must living in a different world
And your momma doesn't know
Why you can't look like all the other girls
Stop you on the street they wanna know your name
Reach on the phone 'cause they know your game
Running down the alley trying to get home
Or standing on the corner never alone
And I don't wanna get over you
It doesn't matter what you do
just can't get over youGoh-yeah
Must living in a different world
And your momma doesn't know
Why you can't look like all the other girls
Stop you on the street they wanna know your name
Reach on the phone 'cause they know your game
Running down the alley trying to get home
Or standing on the corner never alone
And I don't wanna get over you
It doesn't matter what you do
I just can't get over youGoh-yea
You say the boys with the bikes
And the leathers want to beat you to hell
And the girls where you work
Don't treat you to well
They think your something f*cked up, but you ain't so bad
What looks like that
Running down the alley trying to get home
R standing on the corner never alone
And I don't wanna get over you
It doesn't matter what you do
I just can't get over youGoh-yeah
Dressing like a faggot
Must living in a different world
And your momma doesn't know
Why you can't look like all the other girls
Stop you on the street they wanna know your name
Reach on the phone 'cause they know your game
Running down the alley trying to get home
Or standing on the corner never alone
And I don't wanna get over you
It doesn't matter what you do
just can't get over youGoh-yeah
Writer: JOHN JOSEPH O'NEILL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.