I Woke Up a Woman

I woke up this morning To quite a surprise I had a 42 chest And round shapely thighs The hair on my face Had been replaced With voluptuous lips And rosy red cheeks Guess all the dreaming of women That I always do Went straight to my head And changed a thing or two I went to the mirror As every man would And thought to myself That I look pretty good So I searched my wife's closet Found a little red dress Nothing to fancy But enough to impress Off of the hanger I pulled it down Then headed out the door For a night on the town Dinning and dancing In all the places I'd been I break a few hearts Cause I don't really like men I tried to explain That I woke up this way Neither delusional nor crazy And certainly not gay I'm just thinking I think Of women most all the time It must have swirled in my head Till my body fell into line I'm not really sure What I'm going to do But enjoy being pretty For a moment or two Just when my wife Was warming up to the idea I woke up again But this time back to a man The one thing I learned Out of all this craziness Is I look good in red So I'm keeping the dress