I remember going onto that show
Got made over, hair and clothes by a pro
Looking good from the fashion staff
Gay after gay
Oh, those bitches, they make me laugh
When they yell out "yoo-hoo"

I remember choreography class
Learning dance steps, falling down on my ass
Jumping "round like they told me to
Gay after gay
Pretty soon I could boogaloo
I could do like they dooooooooooo

(Ballet solo)

Looking good with my make-up on
Gay after gay
Gone from brunette to slinky blond
I can look like they doooooooo

I remember going onto that stage
Guys all hollered, I think I was the rage
And to think I once drove a truck
Day after day
Now a dancer to make a buck
That's what a guy must doooooooo