16 at the Backstreet   Lipstick boys they never look my way   The wrong set wearing make-up   Sweaty chests wane I’m not fooling anyone   I’m not turning anyone on   Scaffolds and stages   Grown men go-go   All I know is let’s sit down   Old queers with their “OH DEARS!”   Bitch about muscle-shirt flirts   I’m feeling over dressed   Inverted 3rd person   This overheard world I’m giving it all up!