I live alone with my mother
In a very old apartment
Rue Sarasate
I have to keep me company
A turtle, two canaries
And a cat
To let mom rest
Very often I go to the market
And the kitchen
I tidy up, I wash, I dry
On occasion I also sew
with a machine
Work doesn't scare me
I'm a bit of a decorator
A bit of a stylist
But my real job
It's night
Where I practice it transvestite
I'm an artist
I have a very special number
Which ends up full nude
After striptease
And in the room I see that
The males can't believe their eyes
I'm a man, oh !
As they say
Around three in the morning
We're going to eat with friends
Of all sexes
In some tobacco bar
And there, we have a blast
And without complexes
We unpack truths
About people we have in our heads
We stone them
But we do it with humor
Wrapped in puns
Wet with acid
We meet retards
Who for ©to impress their table
Walk and wave
Aping what they believe to be us
And cover themselves, the poor fools,
With ridicule
That gesticulates and speaks loudly
It plays the divas, the tenors
Stupidity
Me, the lazzis, the jokes
Leave me cold, since it's true
I am a man, oh!
As they say
At the hour when a new day is born
I return to find my lot
Of solitude< br/>I wear my eyelashes and my hair
Like a poor unhappy clown
Out of weariness
I go to bed but don't sleep
I think of my loves without joy
So ridiculous
To this boy as handsome as a god
Who without doing anything set fire
To my memory
My mouth will never dare
To confess my sweet secret to him
My tender drama
For the object of all my torments
Spends most of his time
In the beds of women
No one has the right in truth
To blame me, to judge me
And I specify
That it is indeed nature which
Only responsible if
I'm a man, oh!
As they say

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