Prince Johnny you're kind but you're not simple

By now I think I know the difference

You wanna be a son of someone Remember the time we went and snorted

That piece of that berlin wall that you extorted

And we had such a laugh of it

Prostrate on my carpet You traced that andes with your index

And brag of when and where and who you're going to bed next

Oh we're sons of someone's

Oh we're sons of someone's I saw you pray to, oh oh oh oh oh, to make you a real boy

Saw you pray to oh oh oh oh oh, to make you a real boy Prince Johnny you're kind but do be careful

By now I know just when to stand clear

When all your friends and acolytes

Holding quiet in bathroom stalls

Where you pray to, oh oh oh oh oh, to make you a real boy

Saw you pray to oh oh oh oh oh, to make you a real boy But honey, don't mistake my affection

For another spit in penny style redemption.

Cause we're all sons of someone's

We're all sons of someone's

I'll mean more than I mean to you

I'll mean more than I meant to him So I pray to, oh oh oh oh oh, to make me a real girl

So I pray to, oh oh oh oh oh, to make me a real girl

So I pray to, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh