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To: AugustWest who wrote (169)	9/20/1998 1:09:00 AM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.	Respond to of 3689

When I was a young girl like normal girls do I looked to a woman's love to help get me through I never needed any more than a feminine touch I hated the thought of kissing a man it really was too much I did not drink, I did not smoke I did not say "goddamn" I was polite I was sensitive before I loved a man My family, they were proud of me were proud of what I am But then along came Lester and my tell of woe began (Chorus) I spent my last ten dollars on birth control and beer My life was so much simpler when I was sober and queer But the love of a strong hairy man has turned my head I fear And made me spend my last ten bucks on birth control and beer It was June 1983 when Mary Lou and I did part She said she loved another dyke my god, it broke my heart I was bitter and disillusioned to lose another girlfriend Lester came to work at Papa's store and decided to ease on in Before my last heartbreak nothing made me more sick Than a hairy-chested, cheap double-breasted suited man with a hard dick I guess that I was courios I guess that I was young I guess it was that rum and coke I guess that I was dumb (Chorus) For of course, for a woman to love a man she must also love to booze If a woman don't drink beside her man then she will surely lose him As I sit in this hetero honky-tonk and reflect upon my past I think about those girlfriends and why they didn't last For there's certain thrills that lesbian love simply cannot supply Like paying for abortions from sperm gone awry And so I say to you my friends without this man I'd die So listen to my tell of woe and hang your head and cry (Chorus) Gretchen Phillips performed by Two Nice Girls