Plays guitar, sounds like a chainsaw buzzin'
In the crowd, Rob sees his mom and dad
Rob said "Hey, hey Uncle, man your son is bad"
But sometimes, sometimes bad is bad
Cool is a rule, but, sometimes, bad is bad
he's an uptown gay, he's been living in his uptown world. I bet he likes backstreet guys.
you don't even know my cousin!
He am know your cousin's mom.
your mom knows his cousins mom
Yeah. They sometimes work a street corner together.
Across the street, a neon sign.
All Rob can eat for a dollar ninety-nine.
PJP's soul stew is the baddest in the land,
but one dollar's worth, was all that Rob could stand.
But sometimes, sometimes bad is bad
Cool is a rule, but, sometimes, bad is bad
Y'like Huey Lewis and the News?
Rob's back uptown to see Matt Kennedy
Nobody home, Rob opened the door with his key
"I love you, Robbie" was the note Rob read
But there's a pair of Jim Jackson's shoes underneath the bed
But sometimes, sometimes bad is bad
Cool is a rule, but, sometimes, bad is bad.
He used to be a homo, he used to fool around
But he couldn't take the ass punishment, and had to stop going down
Now he's playing it real straight, and yes he's no longer a queer
You might think he's queer, but he don't even care
Because I can tell what's going on
He used to be a be queer
He liked his men in business suits, he watched them on TV
Now He's sccrewing chicks 'most everyday and watching what who he eats
They tell him that it's good for him, but he don't even care
I know that he's hetro
I know that he's not gay
But there is no denying that
He used to be queer
It's not too hard to figure out, you see it everyday
And those that were the farthest out have gone the other way
You see them on the freeway, It don't look like a lot of fun
But don't you try to fight it; "An idea who's time has come."
Don't tell me that he's gay
Don't tell me that he's queer
Take it from me
He used to be queer