I know this thing you never had before:
You’re now a dude—they blocked that open door.
You got prepared with anabolic chow.
You’re no more a frau
’cause you’re a big boy now,
A bull and not a cow,
’cause you’re a big boy now.

You’re not a girl—they got that hole zipped on you,
But still there’s hair—the short and curlicues—
But shave? No way! As dame you’d shorn it quite well. . .
Not done by dudes; that’s how a lass grooms swell.
Lad, you’ll face-shave now
’cause you’re a big boy—wow!

Goodbye, great big girl; “daddy” is your new cue;
No more pretty face, it’s “handsome” on the new you.
Damn! You look so different. And the stubble coarse is;
Your jugs have away gone,
And you’re peeing just like horse whizz.

I know this swing you never had before;
You’re now a dude—with cock to open doors.
You got prepared with testosterone chow.
You’re no more a frau
’cause you’re a big boy now,
A boar and not a sow,
’cause you’re a big boy now.