| Wow! |
| That really cheered me up
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| Or maybe its just these rum balls, mmm
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| Give me those you little monster!
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| Feeling better thanks to the song
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| The drag queens decided to take matters into their own hands
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| And pushed the bus to the closest service station
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| About a mile up the road
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| They pushed the bus?!
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| Yes, you do realize that drag queens are men, right? |
| Anyhow
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| When they finally got to the service station they got some bad news from Billy
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| Bob
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| The stereotypically stupid inbred white-trash auto-mechanic
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| Ironically played by an african american drag queen
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| (We're really pushing the envelope here people)
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| Sorry to tell ya’ll this
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| But looks like you little ladies are leaking tranny fluid
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| I’m offended
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| I’m triggered!
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| Micro-aggression
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| Well, I ain’t sure of none of that means
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| On the count of the fact that I dropped outta school
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| In third grade like my mom and dad and my first cousin
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| Y’all are gonna need a new transmission
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| Oh well, go ahead and stick it in
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| Well I wish it was that easy
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| Would it help if I put this bag over her face? |
| Wh-what I mean is, I’m gonna have to order the part
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| And it won’t be here 'til tomorrow
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| Damn! |
| That stinks worse than the crotch of Trixie Mattel’s pantyhose
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| That’s okay girls, you know what?
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| We deserve some time off
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| And we’ll make it to our next show in plenty of time
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| In the meantime, I’m going to take this opportunity
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| To rehearse my new song
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| Wait, you… rehearse?
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| Oh God! |
| She’s not going to sing, is she? |