| Here come Dick, he’s wearing a skirt
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| Here comes Jane, y’know she’s sporting a chain
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| Same hair, revolution
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| Same build, evolution
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| Tomorrow who’s gonna fuss
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| And they love each other so
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| Androgynous
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| Closer than you know, love each other so
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| Androgynous
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| Don’t get him wrong and don’t get him mad
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| He might be a father, but he sure ain’t a dad
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| And she don’t need advice that he send to her
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| She’s happy with the way she looks
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| She’s happy with her gender
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| Mirror image, see no damage
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| See no evil at all
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| Kewpie dolls and urine stalls
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| They’ll be laughed at
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| The way you’re laughed at now
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| Now, something meets Boy, and something meets Girl
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| They both look the same
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| They’re overjoyed in this world
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| Same hair, revolution
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| Unisex, evolution
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| Tomorrow who’s gonna fuss
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| And tomorrow Dick is wearing pants
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| And tomorrow Janie’s wearing a dress
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| Future outcasts and they don’t last
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| And today, the people dress the way that they please
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| The way they tried to do in the last centuries |