Lyrics:

We are, on fire, we have, desires, but one, is that way, one backstreet boy is gay.
And we dont want to be mean, since now he's a queen, dont ask please, 'which backstreet boy is gay?'

Tell me who? Aint sayin that its AJ
Tell me who? Aint sayin that its Howie
Tell me who? I never wanna hear you say: 'Which backstreet boy is gay?'

Now I can see him, he's in womens clothes, but he dont need an IUD, yeah,
He likes Village People, he's playin croquet, his dog is a pekinese.
He is on fire, his back, prespires,
Wont say, wont say, wont say, WHOS GAY!
He's always sayin: Aint nuthin but a butt-ache, aint nuthin but a friutcake,
He's pickin up a soufflè, which backstreetboy is gay?

Ok, we're all gay