Transvestite - Peter & The Test Tube Babies

Over the hills we go my dear, to my house which is near

It’s a little house with red curtained windows, and a fireplace with red

gloving cinders

There I’m gonna screw the arse off you

I open the door we step inside, you sit down while I switch on the light

I pour you a drink while you slip-off your shoes, in my mind I know what to do

I am gonna screw the arse off you

I kiss your lips slowly while I undo your dress, my hand reaches down to gently

caress

But there’s something there that I didn’t expect, it’s hot and fleshy and it’s

getting erect

I’ve been cheated tonight, transvestite

Is this some kind of joke, you’re really a bloke