Ensemble: (Prelude, Reprise)
We are what we are
and what we are is an illusion.
We love how it feels
putting on heels causing sonfusion.
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...
Albin: No! Get off.
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I am what I am
I am my own special creation.
So come take a look,
Give me the hook or the ovation.
It's my world that I want to have a little pride in,
My world, and it's not a place I have to hide in.
Life's not worth a damn,
'Till you can say,
"Hey World, I am what I am."
I am what I am,
I don't want praise, I dont want pity.
I bang my own drum,
Some think it's noise I think its pretty.
And so what, if I love each sparkle and each bangle,
Why not try to see things from a different angle
Your life is a sham
'Till you can shout out loud
I am what I am
I am what I am
And what I am needs no excuses.
I deal my own deck
Sometimes the aces, sometimes the deuces.
There's one life, and there's no return and no deposit;
One life, so it's time to open up your closet.
Life's not worth a damn
'Till you can say,
"Hey world, I am what I am."