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,



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