Bon soir, bon soir
Here we are at the pride of San Tropez
The envy of the cabaret world
The jewel of the Riviera
Only Champagne from now to the finale
Monsieur Dames, I beg you open your eyes
You have arrived at La Cage Aux Folles
We are what we are
And what we are is an illusion
We love how it feels
Putting on heels, causing confusion
We face life though
It's sometimes sweet and sometimes bitter
Face life with a little guts and lots of glitter
Look under our frocks, Girdles and jocks
Proving we are what we are
We are what we are
Half a brassiere, half a suspender
Half real and half fluff
You'll find it tough guessing our gender
So Just if we please you that's the way to show us
Just 'cause you'll love us once you get to know us
Look under our glitz, muscles and tits
Proving we are what we are
We face life though
It's sometimes sweet and sometimes bitter
Face life, with a little guts and lots of glitter
Look under our frocks: Girdles and jocks
Proving we are what we are
Ah, un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit
Ah, San Tropez, ah
So just if we please you that's the way to show us
Just 'cause you'll love us once you get to know us
We face life though
It's sometimes sweet and sometimes bitter
Face life with a little guts and lots of glitter
Look under our frocks, girdles and jocks
Proving we are what we are, yeow

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