Ziggy, his name's Ziggy
He's a boy not like the others
But I love him, it's not my fault
Ziggy, his name's Ziggy
The first time I saw him
I threw myself at him in the street
It was four in the morning
I was alone and I needed
He told me: come have a coffee
We told each other about our lives
Ziggy, his name's Ziggy
In his head there's only music
He sells records in a shop
Every night, he takes me dancing
To very very gay places
Where he has tons of friends
Yeah, I know, he likes boys
I should face it
Try to forget him but
Ziggy, his name's Ziggy
He's a boy not like the others
And I love him, it's not my fault