Prince Johnny, you're kind but you're not simple
By now I think I know the difference
You wanna be a son of someone

Remember the time we went and snorted that piece of the Berlin Wall
That you'd extorted and we had such a laugh of it
Prostrate on my carpet

You traced the Andes with your index
And brag of when and where (and) who you gonna bed next
All with sons of someone's
All with sons of someone's
Saw you pray to all to make you a real boy
Saw you pray to all to make you a real boy

Prince Johnny, you're kind but do be careful
By now I know just when to stand clear
When all your friends and acolytes (are) holding court in bathroom stalls
Where you pray to all to make you a real boy
Saw you pray to all to make you a real boy

But honey don't mistake my affection for another spit
And penny-style redemption ‘cause we're all sons of someone's
We're all sons of someone's
I (wanna) mean more than I mean to you
I (wanna) mean more than I meant to him so I pray to all to make me a real girl
So I pray to all to make me a real girl
So I pray to all
All
All
All