All the Lazy Dykes

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

At last your life begins

At last your life begins