Chew hunting so far, no room to follow
We like gay men with honey trouser
Baby, we can eat by the buns we swallowed
The wait is gone, love London people
We just know (we) can't butt a thousand strangers
Baby, we can keep by the lanes we travelled
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The story:

First off, I am NOT gay - NOT THAT THERE'S ANYTHING WRONG WITH THAT - but I can see how someone might think that from this story.

At a Mardi Gras Party I was hosting, I played "3 Days" for 4-5 friends who were not familiar with the song so they could try to decipher the lyrics that I couldn't. Nobody could really understand any line entirely & it soon got the attention of the entire 20 or so people at the party (It was early on, nobody was wasted yet). I told them my interpretation of the lyrics & I got some very strange smirks, looks & some "sthweet" comments. Thank God I was already married or I'm sure everyone would have thought I was gay - NOT THAT THERE'S ANYTHING WRONG WITH THAT !! The next week more than a couple friends informed me of the correct lyrics & every now & again they will STILL bring it up to jive me. That was over 5 years ago. The embarassment nevers ends