El Scorcho
Goddamn you half-Japanese girls
Do it to me every time
Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello
And I'm Jell-o, baby
But you won't talk, won't look, won't think of me
I'm the epitome of Public Enemy
Why you wanna go and do me like that?
Come down on the street and dance with me
I'm a lot like you so please Hello, I'm here I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
I asked you to go to the Green Day concert
You said you never heard of them
How cool is that?
So I went to your room and read your diary:
"Watching grunge leg drop New-Jack through a press table..."
And then my heart stopped:
"Listening to Cio Cio San fall in love all over again." (Ow!)
How stupid is it? I can't talk about it
I gotta sing about it and make a record of my heart
How stupid is it? Won't you gimme a minute
Just come up to me
And say "hello" to my heart
How stupid is it? For all I know you want me too
And maybe you just don't know what to do or maybe you're scared to say:
"I'm falling for you"
I wish I could get my head out of the sand
Cuz I think we'd make a good team
And you would keep my fingernails clean
But that's just a stupid dream that I won't realize
Cuz I can't even look in your eyes without shakin', and I ain't fakin'
I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon

Pink Triangle
When I'm stable long enough
I start to look around for love
See a sweet in floral print
My mind begins the arrangements
But when I start to feel that pull
Turns out I just pulled myself
She would never go with me
Were I the last girl on Earth
I'm dumb she's a lesbian
I thought I had found the one
We were good as married in my mind
But married in my mind's no good
Pink Triangle on her sleeve
Let me know the truth, let me know the truth
Might have smoked a few in my time
But never thought it was a crime
Knew the day would surely come
When I'd chill and settle down
Oh, when I think I found a good old-fashioned girl
Then she puts me in my place
If everyone's a little queer
Oh, can't she be a little straight?

Falling For You
Holy cow! I think I've got one here
Now just what am I s'posed to do?
I've got a number of irrational fears
That I'd like to share with you
First, there's rules about old goats like me
Hangin' around with chicks like you
But I do like you and another one
You say "like" too much
But I'm shakin' at your touch
I like you way too much
My baby I'm afraid I'm falling for you
I'd do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive
Or maybe I would rather settle down with you
Holy moly, baby wouldn't you know it?
Just as I was bustin' loose
I've gotta go turn in my rock star card
And get fat and old with you
Cuz I'm a burning candle you're a gentle moth
Teaching me to lick a little bit kinder
And I do like you you're the lucky one
No I'm the lucky one
Holy Sweet goddamn you left your cello in the basement
I admired the glowing stars and tried to play a tune
I can't believe how bad I suck it's true
What could you possibly see in little ol' three-chord me?
But I do like you and you like me too
I'm ready, let's do it baby
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