Girls were made to love and kiss
And who am I to interfere with this?
Is it well? Who can tell?
But I know the good Lord made it so
Am I ashamed to follow nature's way?
Shall I be blamed if God has made me gay?
Does it pay? Who can say?
I'm a man and kiss her when I can
Yet I have suffered in love's great deeps
I know the passion that never sleeps
I know the longing and wronging of hearts
The hope that flatters and shatters and smarts
I suffer still but I sleep at nights
Man cannot always be on the heights
And when our aching and breaking is done
Flirting is jolly, it's folly, but fun
Girls were made to love and kiss
And who am I to interfere with this?
Does it pay? Who can say?
I'm a man and kiss her when I can
And who am I to interfere with this?
Is it well? Who can tell?
But I know the good Lord made it so
Am I ashamed to follow nature's way?
Shall I be blamed if God has made me gay?
Does it pay? Who can say?
I'm a man and kiss her when I can
Yet I have suffered in love's great deeps
I know the passion that never sleeps
I know the longing and wronging of hearts
The hope that flatters and shatters and smarts
I suffer still but I sleep at nights
Man cannot always be on the heights
And when our aching and breaking is done
Flirting is jolly, it's folly, but fun
Girls were made to love and kiss
And who am I to interfere with this?
Does it pay? Who can say?
I'm a man and kiss her when I can