Thomas Z. Shepard - We Are What We Are lyrics

[GEORGES, spoken] Bon soir! Bon soir! Here we are at the pride of Saint Tropez The envy of the cabaret world, the j**el 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" [LES CAGELLES] 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 bra**iere, half a suspender Half real and half fluff You'll find it tough guessing our gender So just [whistle] If we please you that's the way to show us Just [whistle] 'Cause you'll love us once you get to know us Look under our glitz: Muscles and tits Proving we are what we are [INTERLUDE - TAPS] Aaah...Un! Deux! Trois! Quatre! Cinq! Six! Sept! Huit! Ah, Saint Tropez Aaah! So just [whistle] If we please you that's the way to show us Just [whistle] '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!