There's no reason to wake up
Put on my wig and my make-up
Straighten my tie as I cross the street
A man in my dress, I feel so sweet
Follow the ring, give a hand down at Soho
Watch the ring there but hey Johnny, he told me so
I wanna be Michael Smith
I've got my act and I've got the riffs
From my band, I get the best
They look so cute in my new dress
Follow the ring, give a hand down at Soho
Watch the ring there but hey Johnny, he told me so
I wanna be the singer for the car
I wanna have four records, one to war
No roots, no heart!
I take them off, I close the stage
I feel like Michael Smith someday
All the old men look at me
I'm thinking of Dumas, I'm thinking of Gray!
Follow the ring, give a hand down at Soho
Watch the ring there but hey Johnny, he told me so
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