Lavender Country

There's nothing left but holes
In your weary sexist roles
Time to trade them old P.J.'s
For a Goodwill negligee
You all come out, come out, my dears
To Lavender Country
You all come out and make yourselves to home
It don't matter here
Who you love or what you wear
'Cause we don't care who's got what chromosomes

So shed them male cocoons
Spit out them silver spoons
Get yourself some pantaloons
And a pair of water balloons
You all come out, come out, my dears
To Lavender Country
And don't you bother 'bout your sissy ways
When you wear your frilly blouse
To the People's Outhouse
The folks will hang around and pee for days

Would you like to be a woman hummin'
Strippin' down a cannon
Or be a warrior chummin'
And a strummin' lullabies?
Well, you allcome out, come out, my dears
To Lavender County
Sashay out and give your way a try
Whether you tuck in or dangle
When you hear that glad Gay tango
You'll just spread your spangled wings and fly