In the middle of the night she struts around A yellow taxi to the heart of downtown Black stockings and a cocktail dress Purple eyeshadow It's so hard for her to meet a man With a secret they won't understand But her emotions are much deeper than... The underground freakshow
Now if a man feels like a woman Does that make him less a man If he hides the truth inside his painted hands No esta una chica Un chico un chico No esta una chica Un chico un chico, claro
After hours under candlelight She pulled a vision in a suit and tie Masculine with a willing smile They went home together
You know I'm different than you think I am. He leaned over by the bedside stand The suit and tie had a gun in his hand An affair to remember...
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