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I have never been one for prettiness prettiness Thinking of lace 'bout makes me puke But the thing i just bought has a little bit little bit I'm putting it on and i'm thinking of you When i was a child i followed some holy men Going into woods to do their work I had an overcoat on just to cover me cover me Listening for anything i might learn And there were stars up in the heavens And if they caught me, what could they do? They did not know i was a woman At least i didn't think they knew I think about it when i look at him look at him Everybody hides from what they are Take me, i used to think i was as empty as an emperor That's what i thought but i've come so far His turkish drums and two way mirrors The way he moves, slow motion slow He does not know i am a woman But i think i might want him to know From Letras Mania