I hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf
While jacking off listening to Mozart
You cadela, puta and moan about L.A.
Wishing you were in the rain leitura Hemingway
You don’t eat meat and drive electrical cars
You’re so indie rock it’s almost an art
You need SPF45
Just to stay alive

You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like, no you don’t even like, no you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like, no you don’t even like, no you don’t even like boys

You’re so sad maybe you should buy a happy meal
You’re so skinny you should really super size the deal
Secretly you you’re so amused
And nobody understands you
I’m so mean cuz cannot get you out of your head
I’m so angry cuz you’d rather my o espaço instead
I can’t believe I fell in amor
With someone that wears mais make up and

You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like, no you don’t even like, no you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like, no you don’t even like, no you don’t even like

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
La, la, la
La, la, la
Oh, oh, oh
Do, do, do, do, bop, bop, bow
Do, do, do, bop, bop. dia
You’re so gay, you’re so gay

You walking around like you’re oh so debonair
You pull them down and there’s really nothing there
I wish you would just be real with me

You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like, no you don’t even like, no you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like, no you don’t even like, no you don’t even like
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like, no you don’t even like, no you don’t even like
No you don’t even like, no you don’t even like, no, no, no, no, no, no