On nights like this When the world's a bit amiss And the lights go down Across the trailer park I get down I feel hot Feel on the verge of going mad Then it's time to punch the clock I put on some makeup Turn on the tape deck And pull the wig back on my head And suddnely i'm Ms. Midwest Midnoght Checkout Queen Until I head home and i put myself to bed I look back on where im from Look at the world that io've become And the strangest thing seems suddenly routine I look up from my vermouth on the rocks The gift that wakes still in the book I put on the... No cosmic lover preassigned There's nothing you can find that cannot be found And if you've got no other choice you know you can follow my voice