We Love Our Fans - The Queers

A bunch of mental midgets following us all around

They’re mentally negligible, but don’t you put them down

Ugly guys who can’t get laid in a chicken coup

Lots of girls who like to fight with horrible tattoos

They might’ve gotten taller, but they just won’t grow up

To them it’s not a good show unless someone’s throwing up

The one cute chick who showed up turned out to be a guy

I asked it out for coffee, and they punched me in the eye

We fucked a few, but don’t call 'em sluts

We never call 'em back, and now thy hate our guts

Yeah yeah yah, we love our fans

Oh yeah, we love our fans

Oh yeah, we love our fans

Oh yeah, we love our fans

They’re always kind of smelly, but we love them just the same

They love Married With Children, and they think Oprah’s lame

The guys are always friendly, and the girls are outta sight

Use caution when approaching them

A few are known to bite

We fucked a few, but don’t call 'em sluts

We never call 'em back, and now they hate our guts

Yeah yeah yeah, we love our fans

Oh yeah, we love our fans

Oh yeah, we love our fans

Oh yeah, we love our fans