Intro: Well F**k Anita Briant, who the hell is she Tellin? all them f****ts, that they can't be free Throw that b***h in prison, maybe then she?ll see Just how much homosexuals mean to me. Because they wash your clothes, clean your cell Help you drain your hose, give you smokes Laugh at all your jokes, sew up all your clothes Rub your feet, beat your meat Heaven only knows, what I?d do without those homosexuals. They all read and write, f**k all night Clean your fingernails Help you dress, play your chest Lay you down some rails Be your wife, take your life in a jealous rage Who says we don't need them homosexuals. I tell you, some are big, some are small Some are in between Some are yellow belly queers, and some of them are mean Some are killers, and some are thieves And some are singers too In fact Anita Briant, some act just like you. So F**k Anita Briant, who the hell is she Tellin? all them f****ts, that they can't be free Throw that b***h in prison, maybe then she?ll see Just how much homosexuals mean to me.
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