I was sitting with a bloody head
  Outside of X
  At the Berkeley Square
  In my proud boy dumbness
  Half drunk, half sexed,
  Half conscious
  Lenny had said, "Shouldn't you check it?"
  I said, checking is for wimps
    So I flew into the hedge
  Up and above
  Looking at the blue skies below
  Flying like a dove
  I was head over heels
  When I hit the manhole cover
  Kathleen walked up, said, "You alright?"
  No, I'm in pain, duh.
    Well, sleeveless shirts
  And catholic school skirts
  "Small girls, big cars", Al says
  For me it's the other way around
  She said, "Just show me where it hurts"
  I said, you can pick me up and take me home
  Or just join me on the ground
    And we could have some kids
  If we're lucky they'll be gay
  And we could be proud parents
  In the pride parade
  I swear I almost cry
  Every year when they go by
  If I'd only been a girl instead of
  A guy,
  Kathleen.