I’m Your Fan
I’m Your Fan by Manatomy is a bright Manatomy track about admiration, attraction, and cheering someone on a little too hard. Flirty and pride positive, it turns devotion into a catchy queer pop moment with playful fandom energy and club ready charm. The pride energy comes through in the production as much as the lyrics. Anthemic and community-built, it is made for the moments that need music that matches the room – big energy, clear identity. The lyrics are below.
I’m Your Fan is unashamed devotion – the full-on, no-qualifier, completely sincere kind of admiration. Vol.5’s most warmly honest track. For LGBTQI+ anthems Australia, the energy is deliberate and community-built.
For anyone building a queer pride song playlist, I’m Your Fan earns its place through specificity. The identity in the lyrics is clear, the production supports it, and the Manatomy brand behind it is distinctly Australian and distinctly queer. That combination is not accidental – it is exactly what the track was built to represent.
Whether it lands in a Pride playlist or a late-night set built around queer anthems, the energy carries. The production was built to represent the community it came from, and that intent holds from the first bar to the last.
Fans of this track often come back for Bate It Out and After Party.
Official ISRC: QZTAS2638169
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Lyrics
Whole room spins
I forget where my breath begins
Got my tongue tied heart rate high
You say hi Im already fucked inside
Got me bookmarked
On repeat like a track you crave
Every move a little tease Im your willing slave
Yeah I like it when you boss me when you take my hand
Pull me closer write your name on my shaking skin
Im your fan (yeah)
Make me feel dizzy little giddy in your hands (oh)
Five stars on this ride baby do it again
Blow my mind
Leave a tip when you make me bend
Im your fan (fuck)
Hit me with that look I cant even stand
Headboard banging like a goddamn band
Five stars full send
Yeah Ill leave a tip every scream every grip
Thats my worship
You say sit
I sit pretty
You say beg
I get filthy
Got my legs weak
Face hot
Cheeky
You say good boy
And it kills me
Thrills me
Got my rating in your palm
Tap it when I please
Little shock to my spine when you grab the leash
Yeah I like it when you mark it
With your lipstick brand
Tip jars my body come and cash that in
Im your fan (yeah)
Make me feel dizzy
Little giddy in your hands (oh)
Five stars on this ride
Baby
Do it again
Blow my mind
Leave a tip when you make me bend
Im your fan (fuck)
Hit me with that look
I cant even stand
Headboard banging like a goddamn band
Five stars
Full send
Yeah Ill leave a tip
Every scream
Every grip
Thats my worship
Turn me round
Spin me like a ceiling fan
Kiss me hard til I cant remember my name
Sweat drips
You rip all the air from my chest
Say thank you for the show
While you pin my wrists to the bed (oh)