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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. Her emotions are much deeper than...the underground freakshow.CHORUS 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...(CHORUS)
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