What Did You Drag Me Into?

Ooh Ooh Ooh Picture this, an American scene Lost in the cover of a magazine Bible belt baby wanna be a queen Lord Momma tried to keep her little boy clean She found him with her high heels on A two-foot train of green chiffon That messy lip was overdrawn It was shocking and obscene Momma knows she's been blessed And she's always done her best To cheer her little angel on No matter how he's dressed Now her baby boy is grown On stage in wigs and silicone After the show she's crying Child what did you drag me into Ooh Ooh Ooh Imagine this, it's Christmas Eve Time for the church nativity Papa's in the front row trying to see Rubs his eyes 'cause he can't believe Mary, Mary, mother mild Is played by a familiar child His son is walking down the aisle To a virgin shall conceive Papa takes most things in stride And he works hard to provide He likes tradition and when gender roles Are clear and codified So he'll never understand Why his son is not a man All that he can say is Boy, what did you drag me into I was baptized at the age of twelve Under the water I came under a spell I heard the holy ghost in the chlorine, she said Girl you better go make a hell of a scene Yeah Girl you better go now Ooh Ooh Ooh Momma, why you melting down Some babies show up with a crown And nothing you can say or do Is gonna turn that shimmer down There ain't no need to be ashamed But if you want someone to blame Look up to heaven and cry Lord, what did you drag me into Oh yeah What did you drag me into What did you drag me into What did you drag me into What did you drag me into What did you drag me into What did you drag me into