Met a quarterback named Dan
He had a master plan
Pushed her off a cliff
Buddy rolled me up a spliff
Got a starter pack from Dan
He drives a blue van
I knocked him up and let me tell ya
Pop is not a fan
Johnny was a good man
Crying for a trans man
Threw his whole like in the
Back of a Trans Am
Stromboli, tortellini, beef, and macaroni
Pasta got beef in the noodle Wyoming
Stupid bitch
You're a bastard son
Manly is your race
Throw your dress away
Met a poet named Jane
She danced in the rain
Wrote her verses in the dark
Lit a spark
Left a mark
Got a rhyme book from Jane
She flies a pink plane
Sparked a thought and oh my
Mama's not sane
Sally was a wild dame
Singing in the fast lane
Paint her whole life in the
Back of a freight train
Pizza, lasagna, sushi, and banana
Flavors mixing up in the cosmic cabana
Stupid bitch
You're a bastard son
Manly is your race
Throw your dress away
Stupid bitch
You're a bastard son
Manly is your race
Throw your dress away
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Met a quarterback named Dan
He had a master plan
Pushed her off a cliff
Buddy rolled me up a spliff
Got a starter pack from Dan
He drives a blue van
I knocked him up and let me tell ya
Pop is not a fan
Johnny was a good man
Crying for a trans man
Threw his whole like in the
Back of a Trans Am
Stromboli, tortellini, beef, and macaroni
Pasta got beef in the noodle Wyoming
Stupid bitch
You're a bastard son
Manly is your race
Throw your dress away
Met a poet named Jane
She danced in the rain
Wrote her verses in the dark
Lit a spark
Left a mark
Got a rhyme book from Jane
She flies a pink plane
Sparked a thought and oh my
Mama's not sane
Sally was a wild dame
Singing in the fast lane
Paint her whole life in the
Back of a freight train
Pizza, lasagna, sushi, and banana
Flavors mixing up in the cosmic cabana
Stupid bitch
You're a bastard son
Manly is your race
Throw your dress away
Stupid bitch
You're a bastard son
Manly is your race
Throw your dress away
He had a master plan
Pushed her off a cliff
Buddy rolled me up a spliff
Got a starter pack from Dan
He drives a blue van
I knocked him up and let me tell ya
Pop is not a fan
Johnny was a good man
Crying for a trans man
Threw his whole like in the
Back of a Trans Am
Stromboli, tortellini, beef, and macaroni
Pasta got beef in the noodle Wyoming
Stupid bitch
You're a bastard son
Manly is your race
Throw your dress away
Met a poet named Jane
She danced in the rain
Wrote her verses in the dark
Lit a spark
Left a mark
Got a rhyme book from Jane
She flies a pink plane
Sparked a thought and oh my
Mama's not sane
Sally was a wild dame
Singing in the fast lane
Paint her whole life in the
Back of a freight train
Pizza, lasagna, sushi, and banana
Flavors mixing up in the cosmic cabana
Stupid bitch
You're a bastard son
Manly is your race
Throw your dress away
Stupid bitch
You're a bastard son
Manly is your race
Throw your dress away
Writer: Parker Hawley, Ethan Sicilia
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid