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

I close my eyes (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 [bad word] 
My mom's not quite the
Woman that she was before
When my [bad word] over
She likes to wrestle them down to the floor

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
My mom's a
My mom's a transvestite

My mom's a
My mom's a
My mom's a transvestite