Who cares that they hate us
Out there, on the street.
Here we have a place,
We can secretly meet.
We can dress how we like,
Just relax and enjoy
Without fear or shame,
Be a girl or a boy.
We adopt new names,
Play gender games
Love outside the Law
At the Caravan Club.
It has to be said
I feel quite Queer
I wonder if its because
Lady D. is sitting near.
I wouldn’t say no,
Shouldn’t like to miss
An opportunity if it arose
And, she offered me a kiss
I’m feeling, oh so Queer!
On a cushion I shall lie
Perhaps she might come over
And we’ll kiss & coo & sigh.
I love it here,
It’s naughty, safe & fun.
We can be ourselves
No need to hide or run.
At The Caravan Club.