She was a boy,
He was a girl,
Can I make it any more obvious,
His friends were girls,
Her friends were gay
What more can I say?
Each of them knew
What they wanted best,
On the taxpayers' NHS,
He settles down
And lets out a sigh,
He has a problem with being a guy,

He was a girly boy,
She's gonna be a boy,
Life from a different point of view,
Sounds quite unusual,
They'll be transsexual,
Come for your op at half past two

Five years from now
The girl sits at home
With a male body all of her own,
Turns on the TV,
Guess who she sees,
Is it her guy? On the contrary,
'Cause he seems to think
That he's quite a fox,
So he'll never be on the box,
He hangs around
In seedy old bars
Wearing tights and a sequinned bra,

He is a girly boy,
She's now become a boy,
Both their ops were a success,
They think it's heaven sent,
They wrote to the Government,
Saying thanks for the NHS,

Neither think that they missed out,
And they've got together now,
They are more than just good friends,
This is how the story ends,
Too bad that he didn't see,
See the man she used to be,
Because he used to be gay,
Her op was pointless anyway,

Well he's just a girl,
And she's just a boy,
Can I make it any more obvious,
They are in love
Haven't you heard,
Though it seems pretty absurd,

He is a girly boy,
She used to be a boy,
They are so happy now, you see,
They get on totally,
Whilst finding out socially
Just what a strain this thing can be,

He is a girly boy,
She used to be a boy,
They are so happy now, you see,
They get on totally,
Whilst finding out socially
Just what a strain this thing can be.