Friday Night

Being born a male Doesn't mean I can't be fabulous I can wax my whole body And go tanning in a string bikini My pink one with red hearts, And I pierced my belly button And got a lower back tattoo Of a beautiful flower That makes me feel like me Even when it's covered. I can wear bright red lipstick And paint my nails pink, always pink. I like sexy high heels That click when I walk And make my ass look great, And thigh high fishnet stockings that scream for attention So I don't have to. I only feel like me when I'm wearing Something sexy underneath, Something pink or red, And every time I put them on I'm hoping Someone else will take them off, And a dress that hugs me everywhere, My flat chest and straight hips, That show off my waxed and tanned legs, That I hope a man will touch, Maybe while we're dancing, And I pull him closer and he can't resist This lady in a red dress With short hair And an appendage that I'm not sorry for