My mom, she's not a woman anymore,
She dresses like a man
Dresses like a man,
She's not as feminine as she
Used to be before.
Now she is so damned masculine.
I close my eyes
My mom's not a woman anymore
She's wearing a disguise
Everytime she leaves through that door.
My mom's not the same
As she was in the past
If I misbehave she kicks my ass
My mom's not quite the
Woman that she was before
When my friends come over
She likes to wrestle them down to the floor.
And I close my eyes
My mom's not a woman anymore
She's wearing a disguise
Everytime she leaves through that door.
My mom's a transvestite. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/blink_182/transvestite_from_buddha_original_cassette_1993i_wont_be_home_for_christmas.html ]