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Some things you don’t know ... 
and you don’t really wanna

Certain information overload
can get tricky
Make you not trust your own eyes
Sometimes custom pants
might be a fancy dress in disguise

Better stay sober;
even still, it might be hard to tell
if that beau is a belle
Better keep your mind clear;
even so, you still might not know
if that belle is a beau

When it’s gender bender uncertain,
don’t go dirty dancing flirting 
with the wrong intentions in mind
You could end up 
in a compromising situation,
that may turn an ugly conversation 
into brawling fisticuffs
Or worse, a cat fight dust-up

You didn’t know 
that taking off clothes
wouldn’t be showing enough
You weren’t innocently aware 
that giving a naked stare
would garner the wrong gender touch

Now you’re mentally messed up,
going carnally insane
The head doctor asks:
Do you know who’s in your house — 
as you diddle around, is the lights upstairs on?
You shake your head from side to side,
and the skull doc darkly shrugs: Patient XY is too far gone 

For him, the dating detour road straight up ahead turned ugly slick;
that pretty girl Pam, cuddling close, turns out she was born Patrick
Gender bender
can be a relationship ender
She got into a crash when she made the wrong pass caught on cam;
that pretty boy Patrick, snuggling close, turned out to be born Pam

Well, well ... who could tell
that beau was a belle!
Oh, oh ... who could know
that belle was a beau!

Gender fender bender warning:
Ladies and gents be careful! 
Take those bends real slow ...

At the chromosomal stop sign,
always look both ways
before you go-go

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