I wrote this song, my wife hates it, which makes it a lot more promiseing im gunna sing it He's a... Gay factory, worker from the south He'll take what men pee out of and put it in his mouth He works all day with a great big smile And he carries a large lunch pail And after work, its off to the bar, where he meets his Boyfriend Dale They love the songs, love to dance, (hey) Sometimes without wearin' pants, (ho) Come on boys lets take the chance We'll all change our names to Lance Everybody... He's a gay factory, worker from the south He'll take what you pee out of and put it in his mouth (mumbles to the tune) (hawks loogie)