1:Damn. You see that girl over there Gina?   2: Yeah, the one with the leatherman?   1:Oh. She looks real good.   Both: mmm hmm   1:They don't make them like that anymore   2:It's true. They're a dying breed.   1: And you know what's sad? You don't see many of them as you used to, like in the day you know,when they had to wear at least three pieces of women's clothing so they wouldn't get arrested?   2: Yeah, they would get tattoos of stars so they would recognise each other?   1: Aw, she's just so tough   2:Damn   1: She's just so handsome   2: She's so...butch!      I like butch girls and I cannot lie   You other femmes can't deny   When a butch walks in all the femmes make a fuss    Because there's like one of them and thirty of us      I see you girl with your backwards cap    And I know you want me to sit in your lap   Butches and femmes think it's so hot   Because they know how to hit each other's right spot      Sometimes I miss the butch/femme dynamic   Because only girls in cars ? can make me panic   In panic- the way we search the room for signs of life   Searching for wife beater half size ? and hair spike   I like a girl whose pants hang of her ass   I like a girl with a little bit of body mass   I like a girl who knows she makes me gawk    At her star tattoos, sunglasses and mohawk      When I spot a butch and her eyes avert this   The words won't come out because I get so nervous   How do I tell her that I like her style?   I'm the kind of femme to go the extra mile   Fulfil your needs, kiss you for days   But in the morning you scramble the eggs   With a french manicure I can still fix the plumbing    And I don't need a man to give me a good humping      I know how to change my oil   And I can talk to a hot butch girl with a bunch of foil   When we walk down the street together   Open my doors forever and ever   Write me letters, bring me flowers   Screw me all night for hours and hours   I wanna date butch girls for life   Every butch in town wants to make me her wife   Take me for a walk down a dark alley    And I'll show you the meaning of femme hospitality      That's how we do      Wanna show some appreciation   On behalf of the queer foundation x3   Huh? What? You know what I like?   The rough strong hands of a big butch dyke   Butch dyke. Butch dyke dyke dyke      Butch:   I don't wanna look tough but I got to start speaking   I put my arms around you while you're sleeping   I don't want to treat you like a doormat   If you have a flat tyre, I could change that   I could be there too, to relieve your tension   And I could hook up your stereo-system   Plus, if there was a noise in the night   I'd be the one jumping out the bed and ready to fight   And I'd do my best to keep you safe and sound    And then take you out for a night in the town   'Cos I love to watch you getting ready   But most of the time you never let me   But that's ok, you're worth the wait    And who says that femmes can't pay for the date?   That's the way I roll, don't be mad at me   And if you've got a problem, come to daddy....      Wanna show some appreciation   On behalf of the queer foundation x3   Huh? What? You know what I like?   The rough strong hands of a big butch dyke   Butch dyke. Butch dyke dyke dyke      Hey butch girl, I'm kinda having a problem   I see you from your hanky that you're flagging a bottom   It's not that I wanna be a stereotype   Of a passive femme girl, receptive, polite   But come on is your bark worse than your bite?   Are you really going to make me top you tonight?   I'm not trying to be predictable   But you're going to have to pin me against this wall..      Wanna show some appreciation   On behalf of the queer foundation x3   Huh? What? You know what I like?   The rough strong hands of a big butch dyke   Butch dyke. Butch dyke dyke dyke      Butch: Oh. Is that what that bandana meant? Oh no. I must have had that in the wrong pocket or something. I'm a top, I swear!      There ain't no butch like the one I got   No one can - me better   Sleeps around but she gives me a laugh   She's got a harness made of leather   My friends they tell me I should leave her alone   Uh huh, uh huh   Well, tell them dykes to find a butch of their own.   Owww!