GOING IN THE OTHER DIRECTION
"Goin' in the Other Direction"
High School reunion, my how everyone had changed.
Ran into you, Jim, didn't recognize your face.
Eyes were the same, but your name tag said "Jane?"
"Something's different," I confessed, guess it should be obvious.
Said, "Don't tell me yet," are those really your breasts?
He was Jim, but now she's Jane. What of our Prom King remains?
Know it's rude. I shouldn't stare. Finally focused on his beard.
I don't care what people say... Men with breasts should always shave.
Now, since we're talkin', saw a woman in the park.
She was out walkin', all alone and in the dark.
Heavenly hips, but what's that on her lip?
As I got closer to her back, it became apparent that
her hips of a Diva had the shoulders of a quarterback!
She was Jane, but now he's Jim. Guess her breasts don't bother him.
Know it's rude. I shouldn't stare, but somethin' bout this wasn't clear.
Would she become the man in question, or was he goin' in the other direction?
Guys becomin' girls. Girls becomin' guys. Who am I to question why?
Nosy I suppose, all I wanna' know is which way were you trying to go?
Was she woman? Was he man? Shaven chest or too much tan?
His shoulders, her hips? Mustache on her lips!
Song Copyright 4/2004, Sound Copyright 2005
ASCAP Lynn Julian, CookieCutterGirl.com