We got married in the spring
To prove it here's my wedding ring
I always think of my blushing groom
Whenever I see the pansies bloom
Oh no
Say it cannot be
Queer things are happening to me
A groom should bring his bride some joy
A boy's supposed to be a boy
I told him about the birds and bees
But he still wears those pink Shimmies
Oh no
Say it cannot be
Queer things are happening to me
His hair is curly as can be
He uses curlers just like me
When I find lipstick on his tie
He says there's no other woman, so it must be a guy
Oh no
Que'l Tragedy
Queer things are happening to me
To prove it here's my wedding ring
I always think of my blushing groom
Whenever I see the pansies bloom
Oh no
Say it cannot be
Queer things are happening to me
A groom should bring his bride some joy
A boy's supposed to be a boy
I told him about the birds and bees
But he still wears those pink Shimmies
Oh no
Say it cannot be
Queer things are happening to me
His hair is curly as can be
He uses curlers just like me
When I find lipstick on his tie
He says there's no other woman, so it must be a guy
Oh no
Que'l Tragedy
Queer things are happening to me
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