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My baby went to work today.
I don't know what I am.
Am I supposed to be a woman, or am I just a man?
She wears pants all day long, and they're not even tight.
And I just sit here.
My hair is such a fright.
I think I am in gender trouble
I want to be what I am supposed to be
Epideictic as a beauty queen
But hiding all from everyone who needs me
She goes out all day long, never wears a dress.
I have no aspirations.
I am really quite content.
I can do the laundry, and make the breakfast too.
She goes out in my boxers, but everyone thinks it's cool.
When I go out I like to wear a dress.
But it can be dangerous.
To that I must confess.
So I prefer to wear some silky pantyhose,
Hidden in my trousers where no one else will know.
Boy, I'm glad I'm 6' 3”
No one else could guess.
Am I supposed to be a woman, or am I just a mess?
I know I pee standing up, and this should keep me tough.
But what they say a man is, I've really had enough.
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