Little snip, hey, makes Jack be “Diane,”
two silicon tits sewn in's his startlin' plan.
Jackie don’t see no hooters scar,
“Diane’s” debut? Flauntin’ her rack (she ain’t Jackie no more!)

Shuckin’ that willie, ah, downsizin’ the testes,
“Diane’s” whittled down Jackie’s lap, got no gland between her knees.
Jackie think, “Hey, “Diane’s” the one you’ll find’s the lady me –
little sausage goes, cob’s forsook, no more pickle and peas.”

Oh yeah, life goes on
Long after Jack’s willy is severed and gone
Oh yeah, life goes on
Long after he’s jilted his rivet and stones.

Jackie is wracked with regrets for a moment,
scratches his head and paws his breasts and screams,
“Hell, you know ‘Diane’, cuttin’em off was a pity.”
“Diane” say, “Baby I, ain’t missin’ those things.”

And then Jackie say …
Oh yeah, life goes on
Long after this quill and kit are all gone
Oh yeah, baby, life goes on
Long after these pills and shiv are all gone

Gone’re his rocks, gone his pole,
down below the belt now’s instead their goal.
Doled out the sex genes all wrong for a man –
changes come and, wow!… real soon Jackie’s “Diane.”

And then Jackie say …
Oh yeah, life goes on
Long after this spiller of semen is gone.
Oh yeah, life goes on
Long after this driller of women is gone

Little ditty ’bout Jack (now “Diane”)
whom surgery made per his request, woman.