Letra de la canción 'WIG IN A BOX' de 'JOHN CAMERON MITCHELL'

On nights like this
when the worldand's a bit amiss
and the lights go down
across the trailer park
i get down, i feel had
feel on the verge of going mad
then itand's time to punch the clock:
I put on some make-up
turn on the tape deck
and put the wig back on my head
suddenly iand'm miss midwest midnight checkout queen
until i go home, and i put myself to bed
I look back from where iand'm from
look at the woman iand've become
and the strangest things seem
suddenly routine
i look up from my vermouth on the rocks
the giftwrapped wig 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 iand'm miss behive 1963
until i wake up
and i turn back to myself
Some girls, they got natural ease
they wear it any way they please
with their french flipped curls
and perfumed magazines
wear it up, let it down
this is the best way that iand've found
to be the best youand've ever seen:
I put on some make-up
turn on the eight-track
iand'm pulling the wig down from the shell
suddenly iand'm miss farrah fawcett from tv
until i wake up
and i turn back to myself
Shag, bi-level, bob
dorothy hamill and'do
sausage curls, chicken wings
itand's all because of you
with your blow-dried, feather backed
toni home wave too
flip, fro, frizz, flop
itand's all because of you itand's
all because of you itand's
all because of you
Okay, everybody:
I put on some make-up
turn on the eight-track
iand'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
suddenly iand'm miss punk rock star of stage and screen
and i ainand't never-
iand'm never turning back!

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