Travestis
Vilma Palma e Vampiros
Transvestites
In a cabaret on Third Street
I was sitting
I couldn't believe I was going to see her
Dancing a tango
She was the woman I dream of having when I get drunk
And without boasting, almost unintentionally
That I was the boy
I invited her to drink, I burned her corset with my cigarette
I don't know why I paid her about 100 and pretended to have a cough
I didn't know who she was, what name to put for my girl
It was the best, it was the occasion to be married
But so brown, that dazzles the sun
I would kill to have her at my feet
She was the woman
Perfect ten
Just a month later I saw her again
In a magazine
I don't know why I followed her also with my analyst
She entered a club, where only all the queers go
But a big guy who was the button at the door
Broke my neck, his presence is law
If you want pleasure, get out of here
Here everyone is a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
But so brown, that dazzles the sun
I would kill to have her at my feet
She was the woman
Perfect ten
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
She was a transvestite
