Well, the south side of Chicago
is the queerest part of town.
And if you're dare inclined,
that's where you'll find
the he/she called Tranny Brown.
That Tranny, more than trouble.
You see, he stands about six foot nine.
All the downtown ladies
call him sideshow homo
while shakin' his sweet behind.
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And he's bad, bad Tranny Brown.
The baddest "they" in the whole damn town.
Badder than old King Kong.
A woman with a bulging dong.
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Now, Tranny, he's flamboyant
and he like his fancy clothes.
And he like to wave
his diamond wand
like a fairy, I suppose.
He's got a custom, funky hairdo.
He got a fancy tutu too.
He got a double D bra
and a thong that I saw
that my mind just can't undo.
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And he's bad, bad Tranny Brown.
The baddest "they" in the whole damn town.
Badder than old King Kong.
A woman with a bulging dong.
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Well Friday, about a week ago,
Tranny lookin' nice.
And at the edge of the bar
sat a girl named Carla
and he wanted her advice.
Well, he asked her about stilettos
and the trouble soon began.
The bartender, Jim,
slid a drink to him
that came from another man.
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And he's bad, bad Tranny Brown.
The baddest "they" in the whole damn town.
Badder than old King Kong.
A woman with a bulging dong.
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Well, Tranny took to fightin'
then murdered through his hate.
"Listen, queer,
I'm a tranny here
but damn it, I am straight."
~
And he's bad, bad Tranny Brown.
The baddest "they" in the whole damn town.
Badder than old King Kong.
A woman with a bulging dong.
And he's bad, bad Tranny Brown.
The baddest "they" in the whole damn town.
Badder than old King Kong.
A woman with a bulging dong.
Yeah, he was badder than old King Kong.
A man who's a woman strong.
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