At a party with my friends – Kylie, Gaga on the set
Might see Wet Wet Wet, tho’ I haven’t yet
And my body’s nice and lean, thanks to exercise dreams
How an hour can really stretch! Korma’s good when spread on chests
 
Oh yeah, gayboy, twinkling gayboy
I’m a gayboy, must I squat me in your tent?
Oh, a gayboy, milting gayboy
Winking gayboy – mother must not comprehend
 
Lying in your garden hut, bringing magazines of smut
Naughty seem I then, bring your water in!
And the stars are coming up, there’s no need to make me jump
I feel ‘citement comin’ on, like a suave blond Teuton
 
Oh yeah, gayboy, twinkling gayboy
I’m a gayboy, and one who’ll be there for rent
Oh, a gayboy, milting gayboy
Crinkling paper – if you wanna contracept
 
Money may be in the car, money for your lovely bath
Better come in then, come and meet my hen
No, there’s no-one else in there – well, unless you count my bear
Who’d have thought that I’ve a toy! But I like to play with joy
 
Oh yeah, gayboy, twinkling gayboy
I do play, hoy! And the apple’s in the box
Oh, a gayboy, milting gayboy
Meister playboy…and I think it’s time to boing

And I think it’s time to oink