Karaoké Wig in a Box Hedwig and the Angry Inch

On nights like this when the world's a bit a miss

And the lights go down across the trailer park

I get down, I feel had feel on the verge of going mad

And then it's time to punch the clock

I put on some make up and turn on the tape deck

And put the wig down on my head

Suddenly I'm Miss Midwest midnight checkout queen

Until I head home and I put myself to bed

I look back on where I'm from

Look at the woman

I've become

And the strangest things seem suddenly routine

I look up from my vermouth on the rocks

A gift wrapped wig's still in the box

Of towering velveteen

I put on some make up some LaVern Baker

And pull the wig down from the shelf

Suddenly I'm Miss

Beehive ninety sixty three

Until I wake up and I turn back to myself

Some girls, they have natural ease

They wear it any way they please

With their French flip curls

And perfumed magazines

Wear it up let it down

This is the best way that I've found

To be the best you've ever seen

I put on some make up turn on the eight track

I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf

Suddenly I'm Miss

Farrah Fawcett from TV

Until I wake up and I turn back to myself

Shag, bi-level, bob

Dorothy Hamill do

Sausage curl chicken wings it's all because of you

With your blow dried

Feather backed toni home wave, too

Flip, fro, frizz, flop it's all because of you

All because of you all because of you ooh, ooh

OK everybody

I put on some make up turn on the eight track

I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf

Suddenly I'm this

Punk Rock Star

Of stage and screen and I ain't ever

I'm never turning back

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