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I'm the only gay eskimo in my tribe...

Posted September 19, 2002 10:44 PM.

You'll laugh, I know. You'll think it's funny. You won't understand the true pain behind such a song. The longing, the pain. I may die. Hang on a minute, I need a lie-down. Oh that's better. So sing along with me, cigarette lighter held high. I'll be with you brothers and sisters - tears streaming down our faces as we remember our northern cousins... If you laugh, I'm coming around your house and I'll punch you in the face...

I'm the only gay Eskimo
I'm the only one I know
I'm the only gay Eskimo
In my tribe
I go out seal hunting with my best friend Tarka
But all want to do is get into his parka
I'm the only gay Eskimo
In my tribe
Well me and Nukflukchukbuk
We both like blubber
But me I've got this crazy fetish for rubber
I'm the only gay Eskimo
In my tribe
And the seals they sing....
[Full lyrics]

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