Ooo, this feeling is strange
Like a confused Ood I've begun to change
From the boy, to the boy who liked girls
To the added view of a Capt Jack-like brain
I felt Born Again like a child in need
Head spinning like a Christmas tree
I must admit that I'm not gay
But dammit David Tennant you've got ways
Like Dalek-Sec I am infused with emotion, confusion
Demotion of preconceived notions
I feel like I'm regenerated, but I'm still me
Like losing the effects of my Polyjuice potion
There's someone else inside me, it feels like a Slitheen
I try to trap my sanity in a paradox machine
I must admit that I'm not gay
But dammit David Tennant you've got ways
Peter Vincent won't just disappear
With every blink it seems that he draws near
So if we all can think up a phrase at exactly the same time
To turn this feeling into a crazy thought to blow his mind
I must admit that I'm not gay
But dammit David Tennant you've got ways
Could a cyberman resist?
Could a sister find a cure for this?
Aaa-aaa-ahhh
Here come the drums, HERE COME THE DRUMS!

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