Lyrics

He's teacher of the year And royalty as well 'Cause every now and then Michael becomes Michelle A little red wine To wind down his day With a lot of eye shadow But he never throws shade He reaps what he sows And sews his own dresses The wig glue of the family Always cleaning up messes Puts on a face And one hell of a show And everybody round here knows She's a drag queen but she ain't no drag Lace-up front with a pony in the back People try and knock her down all the time But in her high heels she's still 6'5 She wouldn't hurt a soul or kill a fly But she murders on the stage every Saturday night The kind of woman lotta men wish they could be Ain't no dragging down a drag queen She's more dolled up than Dolly And you should see her dance Triple threat with a mic And the room in her hand She's sharp as a tack More funny than most But thinking she's a danger Is one hell of a joke She's a drag queen but she ain't no drag Lace-up front with a pony in the back People try and knock her down all the time But in her high heels she's still 6'5 She wouldn't hurt a soul or kill a fly But she murders on the stage every Saturday night The kind of woman lotta men wish they could be Ain't no dragging down a drag queen Folks will say what they say And think what they think But she'll be sitting pretty While she's sipping a drink She's a drag queen but she ain't no drag Lace-up front with a pony in the back People try and knock her down all the time But in her high heels she's still 6'5 She wouldn't hurt a soul or kill a fly But she murders on the stage every Saturday night The kind of woman lotta men wish they could be Ain't no dragging down a drag queen
Writer(s): Mary Kutter, Chris Sligh, Chris Houseman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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