The restroom door said “Gentlemen,” so I just walked inside.
I took two scents and realized I was taken for a ride.
I heard high voices, turned and found the place was occupied,
By two nuns, three old ladies and a nurse. What could be worse?
Than two nuns, three old ladies and a nurse.
The restroom door said “Gentlemen,” it must have been a gag.
As soon as I walked in there, I ran into some old Nag.
She sprayed me with a can of mace and sacked me with her bag.
I could tell this just wouldn’t be my day. What thing could I say?
It just wasn’t turning out to be my day.
The restroom door said “Gentlemen,” and I would like to find,
The crummy little creep who had the nerve to switch the sign.
Cause I’ve got two black eyes and one high-heel up my behind.
Now I can’t sit with comfort and joy. Boy, oh boy.
No, I’ll never sit with comfort and joy.