Doctor Who Am I?

Ooo, this feeling is strange

Like a confused Ood I've begun to change

From the boy, to the boy who liked girls

To the added view of a Capt Jack-like brain

I felt Born Again like a child in need

Head spinning like a Christmas tree

I must admit that I'm not gay

But dammit David Tennant you've got ways

Like Dalek-Sec I am infused with emotion, confusion

Demotion of preconceived notions

I feel like I'm regenerated, but I'm still me

Like losing the effects of my Polyjuice potion

There's someone else inside me, it feels like a Slitheen

I try to trap my sanity in a paradox machine

I must admit that I'm not gay

But dammit David Tennant you've got ways

Peter Vincent won't just disappear

With every blink it seems that he draws near

So if we all can think up a phrase at exactly the same time

To turn this feeling into a crazy thought to blow his mind

I must admit that I'm not gay

But dammit David Tennant you've got ways

Could a cyberman resist?

Could a sister find a cure for this?

Aaa-aaa-ahhh

Here come the drums, HERE COME THE DRUMS!