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Trask Stephen |
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Hedwig And The Angry Inch (original cast) |
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WIG IN A BOX |
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On nights like this |
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when the world's a bit amiss |
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and the lights go down |
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across the trailer park |
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I get down |
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I feel had |
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I feel on the verge of going mad |
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and then it's time to punch the clock |
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I put on some make-up |
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and turn up the tape deck |
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and pull the wig down on my head |
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suddenly I'm Miss Midwest |
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Midnight Checkout Queen |
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until I head home |
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and put myself to bed |
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I look back on where I'm from |
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look at the woman I've become |
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and the strangest things |
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seem suddenly routine |
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I look up from my Vermouth on the rocks |
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a gift-wrapped wig still in the box |
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of towering velveteen. |
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I put on some make-up |
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and some LaVern Baker |
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and pull the wig down from the shelf |
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Suddenly I'm Miss Beehive 1963 |
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Until I wake up |
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And turn back to myself |
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Some girls they have natural ease |
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they wear it any way they please |
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with their French flip curls |
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and perfumed magazines |
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Wear it up |
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Let it down |
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This is the best way that I've found |
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to be the best you've ever seen |
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I put on some make-up |
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and turn up the eight-track |
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I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf |
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Suddenly I'm Miss Farrah Fawcett |
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from TV |
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until I wake up |
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and turn back to myself |
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Shag, bi-level, bob |
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Dorothy Hammil do, |
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Sausage curls, chicken wings |
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It's all because of you |
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With your blow dried, feather back, |
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Toni home wave, too |
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flip, fro, frizz, flop, |
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It's all because of you |
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It's all because of you |
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It's all because of you |
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I put on some make-up |
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turn up the eight-track |
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I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf |
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Suddenly I'm this punk rock star |
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of stage and screen |
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and I ain't never |
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I'm never turning back |
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Song written by Stephen Trask |
