Femboy Hooters

I walk in the rain of a dreary day
It's normal for me in this place
But I feel something strange
A bit out of my range
I think that God's got something to say

He said
You've all been great, but it's just not enough
It gets a bit boring up here in utopia
He put his head in his hands
Counted up his bands
Prepared to make some commands
Then he put his head back in his hands

Then, to the world
He unveiled his master plan

I'm'a need some fucking femboys in my Hooters
Now who doesn't want that?
(I'm'a need some)
Femboys in my Hooters
Now who doesn't want that?
(Femboy Hooters)

I've been rolling down the street on my razor scooter
Grinding my way to the Femboy Hooters
I wanna capture them and make them my tutor
I wanna do them in the pooper
Trying to break my out of the gay zone
I should cut my hair they'll never leave me alone
I want to call my mom on the phone
And tell her that I finally found my dream home

Femboys in my Hooters
Now who doesn't want that?
(I'm'a need some)
Femboys in my Hooters
Now who doesn't want that?
(Femboy Hooters)
I'm'a need some fucking femboys in my Hooters
Now who doesn't want that?
(I'm'a need some)
Femboys in my Hooters
Now who doesn't want that?
(Femboy Hooters)

Femboys in my Hooters
Now who doesn't want that?