Legislating love? Absurd. What's a Lone Star lesbian folksinger to do? Lampoon, of course.
My wife was disappointed when the Supreme Court decriminalized our bed. She loved being an outlaw.
Don't take sides in the culture wars, the big chief justice said
As the high court voted 6 to 3 to decriminalize my bed
My friends who thought I would rejoice
were shocked when I dropped my jaw
And said, "But I was just getting used to living the life of an outlaw."
Those three among the Brotherhood
whose opinions did not prevail
Were just trying to protect my status as a criminal beyond the pale
But who really wants to be like all those so-called normal folks
Then there'd be nobody left to laugh at my queer jokes
I just wanna be an outlaw, an outlaw in my own room
I don't wanna marry or carry my girlfriend's baby
I'm happy just to jump the broom
You can trust we won't get busted now that justice has gone blind
And I'm stuck with being an outlaw, an outlaw in my own mind
They stole with just one stroke of their mighty pen my true identity
Long dearly held these many years and flaunted flawlessly
Though I held my deep conviction, I never did hard time
All I ever stole was a couple of hearts in my long life of crime
I never murdered, perjured, kidnapped
or was a party to a Ponzi scheme
But this new judicial review has robbed me of my self-esteem
Though no longer an outlaw, there's one thing I'll shout out loud
There's still plenty of discrimination and of that we can all be proud
I just wanna be an outlaw, is that really so much to ask
I don't have the endurance to hold out for insurance
Cause that's a monumental task
I know I'm a goner without your help, yer honor
There must be some judicial flaw
Put it back the way it was, I'm beggin you because
The point is hardly moot cause you can bet that I'll recruit
Just ask for Miz Demeanor, all the gals've seen her
Like a rat on a cheeto, I'm The Lesbo Bandito
I just wanna be a Texas outlaw