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.