To the girl whose relationship to me
Was somewhat ambiguous due to her ‘heterosexuality’
But who I was fingerblasting on a regular basis.
It’s taken me five years to know
Just how to write this letter
To decide whether I saw you as a threat, a regret, a stressor
I’ve had that time to think though
And I reckon I’ve got your measure
Roll credits, have I got news for you:
You’re a big fat fucking lezzer
Okay so you’ve had eyes for guys
Dated, kissed, whatever
Got your hands on him but you don’t fool me
You’re a big fat fucking lezzer
Have you still not realised
Or does the truth upset you?
The closet door is open wide
Come out you big fat lezzer
I want you to know that it’s okay
I’m not here to depress you
Liberate and celebrate
You big fat fucking lezzer
There’s really no need to cry cos
You’re big fat fucking lezzer
Is it really such a surprise that
You’re a big fat fucking lezzer?
Has nobody else realised that
You’re a big fat fucking lezzer?
You’ll say I just imagined it
But I’m not gonna let you
Forget how real I made you feel
You big fat fucking lezzer
You think you’ll get away with it
But you can’t pretend forever
Your breasts were pressed beneath my palms
You big fat fucking lezzer
Say he’s the best you’ve ever had
But you know I was better
You loved my head between your legs
You’re a big fat fucking lezzer
You came so hard you cracked my ribs
You big fat fucking lezzer
You’re a big fat fucking lezzer
You big fat fucking
Liar liar
Pants on fire
I make you so wet you need a tumble drier
Your about as straight as a donut mate,
In that we both took pleasure
I see you for what you truly are
You big fat fucking lezzer.
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