The Other Me - a Tribute To Drag Queens

The other me you'd be quite surprised She wears high heels, makes up her eyes she parades around, singing lively songs telling bawdy jokes where she belongs Upon the stage, she's not alone for in that bar, the stage, her home. Dressed head to foot in sequinned gowns the punters watch her earn her crown. The greatest sight they've ever seen, to them she is, the peoples 'queen'. Every night there in that bar, They come to watch her, she's the star. She gives the punters what they want Singing lively songs, to which they chant. Then when it's time to close the doors, she exits with rapturous applause. They clap and shout and scream her name, She revels in that loving fame. When the show is o'er and done, she's back to where she first begun. She removes her wig, takes off her makeup, and now it's time for him to wake up. Oh there he is, where has he been? pretending to be the people's queen. It's back to some normality, is she a he?, or he a she? You see, the answer is quite clear, She's a he and he's a *****. Earning cash from having toiled in late night bars, burning midnight oil.