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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... 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. |