Brandy
by
There’s a port, on a western bay [San Francisco…gay street scene..ships, ocean, sailors]
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors, pass the time away
And talk about their homes [gay brothel…pride triangle sign..gaggle of sailors]
And there’s a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin’ whiskey down [“laying down” shots of whiskey at table of queer sailors gaying it up…she’s smiling and fluttering eyelashes and they are not noticing and waving hands around]
They say “Brandy, fetch another round” [dismisant, but nice (go get it, gerl)]
She serves them whiskey and wine [shots of whiskey and gay-ass white white]
The sailors say “Brandy, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl) [the sailors say “guuuuuurl’]
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl) [guuuuuurrrrl]
“Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea”
Brandy wears a braided chain [closeup of chain]
Made of finest silver from the North of Spain [research silver from North of Spain]
A locket that bears the name
Of the man that Brandy loves [closeup of “Bruce” engraved in script]
He came on a summer’s day [blowjob on street shot from behind]
Bringin’ gifts from far away [running all gay-like waving a Boa or lace fan, etc]
But he made it clear he couldn’t stay
No harbor was his home [regaling stories of gayness on ship…flashback, memory/dream sequence]
The sailor said ” Brandy, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl) [guuuurrrl]
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl) [guuuurrrl]
“But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea” [black and white flashback sequence of him saying it all gay-like…snap]
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories [telling some gay-ass stories all gay-like]
She could feel the ocean foam rise [foam rise..lol…cut to something insinuating cumshot]
She saw its ragin’ glory [closeup of Tom of Finland-esque crotch shot]
But he had always told the truth, lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand [Brandy looks perplexed as he says some straight up nastiness about fucking sailors on boat]
At night when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town [Brandy walks down crazy streets of San Fran super-gay and all raging queers fall silent as she passes by]
And loves a man who’s not around
She still can hear him say
She hears him say ” Brandy, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl) [guuuurrrl]
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl) [guuuurrrl]
“But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea” [black and white flashback sequence of him saying it all gay-like…snap]
She hears him say ” Brandy, you’re a fine girl” (you’re a fine girl) [guuuurrrl]
“What a good wife you would be” (such a fine girl) [guuuurrrl]
“But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea” [black and white flashback sequence of him saying it all gay-like…snap]