So here we are all stuck between These Fire Island men of means You must believe me when I say I like you, Jimmy Dean Let's take that Spyder for a ride Please, don't say you came by bike I know a game that we could play And it goes like Ting-a-ling They are not very hard to please All swishy-swashy, maître d's See what them Brackett boys can do For you For me Us users kiss a lot of rear But look at them, those leering queers They have no clue we see right through Let's get out of here to Ting-a-ling You're not the brightest but you're right Why go through life with one hand tied Behind this back of mine Drive, just drive Let's get out of here There is so much out there We are not the only ones