Masquerade

Basia

Composição de: Basia Trzetrzelewska/Danny White/Peter Ross
I've got a friend who had a schoolboy dream 
 He wanted every luxury that money could bring 
 He fancied himself as a King of the castle 
 Impressing all the ladies with the size of his car 
 But none of them would have it 
 They left the morning after 
 As a giver of love he was a walking disaster 
 
 Who will ever know of this charade 
 Unless you tell us who you really are 
 How far will you go 
 Down a road that's paved with gold but takes away your soul 
 
 Come to masquerade 
 Keep your heart out of sight 
 You can be a winner 
 A master of disguise 
 
 Then one night he met a beautiful girl 
 She was a viable concern, he couldn't help thinking 
 But he ran out of small talk and started to panic 
 The comedy was turning into something tragic 
 Never mix business with pleasure 
 You can play them independently but never together 
 
 Who will ever know of this charade 
 Unless you tell us who you really are 
 How far will you go 
 Down a road that's paved with gold but takes away your soul 
 
 Come to masquerade 
 Keep your heart out of sight 
 You can be a winner 
 A master of disguise
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