I write about Lesbians:
The ties that bind the closest friends,
The joys, the thrills, they’re still all true
You know I’d never lie to you,
But you know…
Women come and women go.
Some I don’t like. Most I don’t know.
Few are friends and few agree
In the Lesbian community!
I first came out, a great relief!
I thought we’d all be friends,
But “sisterhood” made enemies for many Lesbians.
When we turned away from men
How could we know the damage they had done?
Yes, life could be a paradise,
But men have made it otherwise.
So, I cut my hair, my looks I changed
I felt scared at the start,
And I learned to smile much less for men
And to keep my manner sharp,
But it’s so much harder to defend
Myself from hostile Lesbians.
Abuse, suspicion. They feel free
To treat me like their enemy.
But we don’t have to be friends
To work it out together, Lesbians.
If we try, we can work it out together, Lesbians.
I choose my friends with care.
I am elite as I can be.
I don’t like filth or ugliness.
Is that bourgeois of me?
And I’m not ashamed to be a pushy Jewish girl
Well, I like it fine!
I like to use the power I have earned, and yes,
I’m glad it’s mine!
And I love to meet a Lesbian
With fresh ideas in mind.
Who isn’t spouting thoughtless words
That I’ve heard a thousand times.
And then I don’t mind if we disagree
‘Cause we’re building our community
With beauty, strength and consciousness.
With loving, Lesbians be blessed!
But we don’t have to be friends
To work it out together, Lesbians.
If we try, we can work it out together.
I believe if we try, if we really try
We can work it out. We can work it out.