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."