You ride your John Deere down to the pond
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Just to watch me struggle along.
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You say you got your daddy's seed in you
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And you think you're bored with anything there is to do with me.
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You wipe your hands across your bare chest
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And rub your fingers through your crew cut hair.
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ˇ°Expelled from school,ˇ± you tell me with a grin,
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ˇ°I copped a feel from an ex-girlfriend.ˇ±
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I know you want to break the rules-
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We were made by nature's fools.
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And so you ride all day long, all by yourself,
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ˇ®Til you feel strong-
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Strong enough to stay
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Strong enough to be
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Standing in the way
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Of everything I see.
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You wanna know why I had to go
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Down to the baseball park to see you blow it.
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All the balls just fall from your hands,
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And your daddy asks me, When is he gonna be a man?ˇ±
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I know you want to change the truth-
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We were made by nature's fools.
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So you ride all night long
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With your boys in those muscle cars.
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And you go down to the city
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And laugh at the faggots
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Until the girls look pretty and until you feel strong-
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Strong enough to stay
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Strong enough to be
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Standing in the way
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Of everything that you could see.
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I'm just a magnet for the rural faggots.
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They come and knock on my door
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Just to find they're running out of time
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To figure out what they come here for.
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I know you want to know the truth
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And I'm the dyke who will give it to you.
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By this time next year
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you'll know you're queer
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It'll all be okay
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It'll all be clear
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And you'll run away from home
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But not to be alone
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And you'll go down to the city
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Where the boys are pretty
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And where you feel strong
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Strong enough to stay
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Strong enough to be
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Rural Faggot
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| Amy Ray |
