Queer

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Queer

Él está en su habitación,He sits in his room,
jugando con sus muñecas.playing with his dolls.
Nadie pensó en afeminamiento en absoluto.No one thought of flittiness at all.
No lo verás con The Youth Ahead,You won't see him with The Youth Ahead,
ni en esos bares nudistas.or at those nudie bars.
No se enamoraría de esas chicas.He wouldn't fall in love with those girls.

Su mamá piensa que es gay.His mom thinks he's gay.
Su mamá piensa que es gay.His mom thinks he's gay.
Su mamá piensa que es gay.His mom thinks he's gay.
Su mamá piensa que es un marica.His mom thinks he's a flamer.

Recibe las postales con esos tipos musculososHe receives the postcards with those beefy guys
Sabes que cuando su mamá las ve, llora.You know when his mom sees them she cries.
Una pasión por los hombres era todo lo que parecía.A passion for males was all it ever seemed.
Ahora su vida, no puede ser redimida.Now his life, it can't be redeemed.

Su mamá piensa que es gay.His mom thinks he's gay.
Su mamá piensa que es gay.His mom thinks he's gay.
Su mamá piensa que es gay.His mom thinks he's gay.
Su mamá piensa que es un marica.His mom thinks he's a flamer.