In the middle of the night she struts around   A yellow taxi to the heart of downtown   Black stockings and a cocktail dress   Purple eyeshadow   It's so hard for her to meet a man   With a secret they won't understand   But her emotions are much deeper than...   The underground freakshow         Now if a man feels like a woman   Does that make him less a man   If he hides the truth inside his painted hands   No esta una chica   Un chico un chico   No esta una chica   Un chico un chico, claro         After hours under candlelight   She pulled a vision in a suit and tie   Masculine with a willing smile   They went home together         "you know I'm different than you think I am."   He leaned over by the bedside stand   The suit and tie had a gun in his hand   An affair to remember...         Chorus