I磛e got this secret that noone really knows
If wimpness is a potion then I got a heavy dose
People think I磎 a loser and a bore
But in my home I磎 hard to the core

I磎 drinking in my room and I磎 surfing on the net
Acting macho and the keyboard磗 getting wet
This room is my playgroud where I set the tone
In here a dork can be bad to the bone

I KICK THE CAT AND I LIGHT `EM UP
POURING VODKA INTO MY SODA POP
I CRANK UP THE STEREO TO UPSET MY DAD
BUT OUTSIDE THIS HOUSE NOONE KNOWS I碝 BAD

I wear my leather when the door is locked
And dreams of stealing girls from that football jock
Guess I have to stick with my girlie mag
And let everyone think that I磎 a fag

I KICK THE CAT AND I LIGHT `EM UP
POURING VODKA INTO MY SODA POP
I CRANK UP THE STEREO TO UPSET MY DAD
BUT OUTSIDE THIS HOUSE NOONE KNOWS I碝 BAD