All the lazy dykes, Cross armed at the palms, Then legs astride their bikes,

Indigo burns on their arms

One sweet day, An emotional whirl, You will be good to yourself, And you'll come

and join the girls



All the lazy dykes, They pity how you live, Just "somebody's wife", You give,

and you give,

And you give, and you give, Give, and you give

And one sweet day , An emotional whirl, You will be good to yourself, And you'll

come and join the girls



Touch me, Squeeze me, Hold me too tightly, And when you look at me you actually

see me

And I've, Never felt so alive, In the whole of my life, In the whole of my life



Free yourself, Be yourself, Come to the Palms and see yourself

And at last your life begins, At last your life begins