"Transvestite Blues" Lyrics

Put on the dresses and high-heeled shoes
Put on the makeup, put on the rouge
Look in the mirror, what do I see?
Goddamn woman, will you marry me?
Transvestite blues yeah
Transvestite blues, what you gonna do?
Transvestite blues, what you gonna do?
In my room putting on my gear
I don't care if you ain't got
People laugh people stare
Better watch out, I'll kick you down the stairs
Transvestite blues, what gonna do?
Transvestite blues, what gonna do?
Transvestite blues, what gonna do?
I haven't got much money
I go to bed late at night
I ain't lookin' for trouble
Is there women in sight?
Transvestite blues, whoo
Transvestite blues, yeah
Transvestite blues, what you gonna do?
They call me the phantom of the light
When I walk down the street
They all laughing, sicko
Transvestite blues
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
Saturday night, I got to look good
Put on my latest gear
Put on my little red number
Ain't got nothing to fear
Put on the makeup, put on the rouge
Put on the lipstick, high-heeled shoes, Look in the mirror, what do I see?
Goddamn women, would you let a guy see?
Transvestite blues,what gonna do?
Transvestite blues,what gonna do?
Transvestite blues,what gonna do?
Transvestite blues,what gonna do?
Transvestite blues,what gonna do?