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 Marc Almond - What Makes A Man
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 My mum and I we live alone
 A great apartment is our home
 In Fair Home Towers
 I have to keep me company
 Two cats, a dog, a parakeet
 Some plants and flowers
 I help my mother do the chores
 I wash, she dries I do the floors
 We work together
 I shop and cook and sew a bit
 Though mum does too I must admit
 I do it better

 At night I work at a strange bar
 Impersonating every star
 I'm quite deceiving
 The customers come in with doubt
 And wonder what I'm all about
 But leave believing
 I do a very special show
 Where I am nude from head to toe
 After strip teasing
 Each night the men look so surprised
 I change my sex before their eyes

 Tell me if you can
 What make a man a man?

 At three o'clock or so I meet
 With friends to have a bite to eat
 And conversation
 We love to empty out our hearts
 On every subject from the arts
 To liberation
 We love to pull apart someone
 Or spread some gossip just for fun
 Or start a rumor
 We let our hair down so to speak
 And mark ourselves with tongue in cheek
 And inside humour

 So many times we have to pay 
 For having fun and being gay
 It's not amusing
 There's always those who spoil our games
 By finding fault and calling names
 Always accusing
 They draw attention to themselves
 At the expense of someone else
 It's so confusing
 Yet they make fun of how I walk
 And imitate the way I talk

 Tell me if you can
 What makes a man a man?

 My masquerade come to an end
 When I go home to bed again
 Alone and friendless
 I shut my eyes I think of him
 I fantasize what might have been
 My dreams are endless
 We love each other but it seems
 The love lives only in my dreams
 It's so one-sided
 But in this life I must confess
 The search for love and happiness
 Is unrequited

 I ask myself what have I got
 And what I am and what I'm not
 What am I giving
 The answers come from those who make
 The rules that some of us must break
 Just to keep living
 I know my life is not a crime
 I'm just a victim of my time
 I stand defenseless
 Nobody has the right to be
 The judge of what is right for me

 Tell me if you can
 What makes a man a man?