Marc Almond - What Makes A Man A Man (Live Studio Version) Lyrics
My mum and I we live aloneA great apartment is our homeIn fairhome towersI have to keep me companyTwo dogs, a cat, a parakeetSome plants and flowersI help my mother with the choresI wash, she dries, I do the floorsWe work togetherI shop and cook and sew a bitThough mum does too I must admitI do it betterAt night I work in a strange barImpersonating every starIm quite deceivingThe customers come in with doubtAnd wonder what Im all aboutBut leave believingI do a very special showWhere I am ***** from head to toeAfter stripteasingEach night the men look so surprisedI change my sex before their eyesTell me if you canWhat makes a man a manAt 3 oclock or so I meetWith friends to have a bite to eatAnd conversationWe love to empty out our heartsWith every subject from the artsTo liberationWe love to pull apart someoneAnd spread some gossip just for funOr start a rumourWe let our hair down, so to speakAnd mock ourselves with tongue-in-cheekAnd inside humourSo many times we have to payFor having fun and being gayIts not amusingTheres always those that spoil our gamesBy finding fault and calling namesAlways accusingThey draw attention to themselvesAt the expense of someone elseIts so confusingYet they make fun of how I talkAnd imitate the way I walkTell me if you canWhat makes a man a manMy masquerade comes to an endAnd I go home to bed againAlone and friendlessI close my eyes, I think of himI fantasise what might have beenMy dreams are endlessWe love each other but it seemsThe love is only in my dreams
