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    Romanovsky And Phillips My Mother’s Clothes (the Drag Rag) текст песни

    My Mother’s Clothes (the Drag Rag)

    (This song came out of my first public drag experience at the age
    Of 25, which brought back many memories of earlier private
    Experiences. For my mother, who still has more pairs of shoes
    Than any drag queen I know. -RR)

    I remember dressing up in my mother’s clothes
    She had hordes of high-heeled shoes
    And plenty of pairs of pantyhose
    She had wigs to make me look a thousand different ways
    And blouses made of silk and lace and evening gowns for days

    My mother’s clothes, my mother’s clothes
    All my dreams came true in my mother’s clothes

    I remember dressing up in my mother’s clothes
    In the woods behind my house we’d have our fashion shows
    Secretly we’d gather all the old things she’d dispatch
    And soon we’d have a wardrobe with accessories to match

    My mother’s clothes, my mother’s clothes
    All my dreams came true in my mother’s clothes

    We could be a princess from a fairy tale
    Or Florence Nightingale
    Curing all disease in our mother’s clothes
    We could be Miss Lois Lane (Oh, Superman)
    Or even Tarzan’s Jane
    Swinging through the trees in our mother’s clothes
    We could be a beauty queen (There she is)
    Or Mary Magdalene
    Sinners we’d forsake in our mother’s clothes
    (I don’t know how to love him!)
    We could be Petula Clark (Downtown)
    Or even Joan of Arc
    Burning at the stake in our mother’s clothes

    Until we learned it’s not okay
    For a boy to dress that way
    Not allowed to fantasize
    We become desensitized
    To all our waking dreams
    And the endless possibilities
    Of roles that we can play

    Now some of us still dress up in our mothers’ clothes
    And some of us just like to watch and some look down their nose
    But we’ve all got an image that we want to convey
    And drag is something each of us does every single day



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