Bombs are flying People are dying Children are crying Politicians are lying too Cancer is killing Texaco's spilling The
writers: RuPaul / Siedah Garrett / Derek Brin Are ya man enough? Have I said enough ? Are ya man enough? One question I'm not no pollyanna I got yo'
I've been living in the shadows A dark and lonely place An empty room without a window No sun upon my face But I'm coming out Into the light of day Don
This is a special shot going out To my mama, Ms. Ernestine Charles Mama used to do people hair in the kitchen Press and curl hot curlers, everything I
Everybody wants her Ms Sexy in the city She's on the prowl She run this town Who's that girl? A fly ferocious lady Get up and dance Get up get up and
Don't think baby I'll be a fool for you Don't think you can keep doing what you do to me Boy, I ain't happy with the love you give, no, no, no I need
do this Say my man is over there hittin' it, then you's a dead bitch You gone be missin' in action Do you know who I am, girl? I'm RuPaul Don't be mad
Woke up this morning, it's a brighter day I looked in the mirror, saw a new face Cause I got myself together, steppin' in time Every thing's better, this
One Dream, The Will To Fight And All We Can Do Is Laugh This Time, You Got It Right And No One Can Take It Back They Tried To Keep You Down But There
writers: RuPaul/ Tom Trujillo Black or white, tonight is right Forget about whatever you've been told. Unlock the door - unlike before - open up a window
writers: RuPaul/ Sami McKinney I see you look at me and judge me with your eyes Your words are meant to hurt and cut me down to size Why must I explain
Stroll down the runway, another payday, cover of magazines, and when they see me, they wanna be me, I am the fantasy... Covergirl!PUt the bass in your
Dear Johnny, had had enough Couldn't pretend anymore This household, not a fairytale No storybook left at the door Couldn't put a fight Didn't need to
(House of love) Come a come, come a come on in, come a come on in Come a come, come a come on in [Incomprehensible] There is a place up the street It
Hollywood Stone cold city took a bite out of me Love of my life said he had to leave He said, ?I love you but I hate it, it's not for me I'd rather take
People are people, so why should it be You and I should get along so awfully People are people, so why should it be You and I should get along so awfully
Stroll down the runway Another payday Cover of magazines And when they see me They want to be me I am your fantasy Cover girl! Put the bass in your
Right or wrong, accept me as I am Not at all or do the best that 'cha can Right or wrong, accept me as I am After all, I'm not your superman Subtle as
