Karaoké A Little More Mascara La Cage aux Folles (comédie musicale)

Once again

I'm a little depressed by the tired old face that I see

Once again it is time to be someone who's anyone other than me

With the rare combination of girlish excitement and manly restraint

I position my precious assortment of pencils and powders and paint

So whenever I feel that my place in the world is beginning to crash

I apply one great stroke of mascara to my rather limp upper lash

And I can cope again

Good God

There's hope again

When life is a real bitch again and my old sense of humor has up and gone

It's time for the big switch again

I put a little more mascara on

When I count my crow's feet again

And tire of this perpetual marathon

I put down the john-seat again and put a little more mascara on

And everything's sparkle dust bugle beads, ostrich plumes

When it's a beaded lash that you look through

'Cos when I feel glamorous elegant, beautiful

The world that I'm looking at's beautiful too

When my little road has a few bumps again

And I need something level to lean upon

I put on my sling pumps again

And wham

This ugly duckling is a swan

So when my spirit starts to sag

I hustle out my highest drag and put a little more mascara on

And everything's ankle straps

Maribou, Shalimar

It's worth sucking in my gut and girdling my rear

'Cos everything's ravishing sensual, fabulous

When Albin is tucked away, and

ZaZa is here

When everything slides down the old tubes again

And when my self esteem has begun to drift

I strap on my fake boobs again and, literally give myself a lift

So when it's cold and when it's bleak

I simply rouge the other cheek for, I can face another day

In slipper satin lingerie to make depression disappear

I screw some rhine stones on my ear and put my brooches and tiara

And a little more mascara on

Sparkle dust, bugle beads

Ankle straps, Maribou

Ankle straps, Maribou

On

Ostrich plumes, Shalimar

Ravishing, fabulous

Ravishing, fabulous

On

On