Transvestite (from "Buddha" Original Cassette 1993)

My mom, she's not a woman anymore,
She dresses like a man
dresses like a man,
She's not as feminine as she
Used to be before.
Now she is so damned masculine.

I close my eyes
My mom's not a woman anymore
She's wearing a disguise
Everytime she leaves through that door.

My mom's not the same
As she was in the past
If I misbehave she kicks my ass
My mom's not quite the
Woman that she was before
When my friends come over
She likes to wrestle them down to the floor.

And I close my eyes
My mom's not a woman anymore
She's wearing a disguise
Everytime she leaves through that door.

My mom's a transvestite.