A masquerade...
You walk in the moonlight
Don't like the shade
You look like Nostradamus
Although you're not as famous
Your pace is fast and nervous
You can't stop

Lunatic and aristocratic
(There you go)
Lunatic and your eyes are magic
Lunatic and aristocratic
(There you go)
Lunatic and the strange is logic

You take a chance
Two fiches on red nine
Let's have a dance
Yes darling... next time
You are no Casanova
You're just a lonely number
You're ill with sexomania
You can't stop



What a wonderful day
Everything is o.k.
not a problem in mind
Leaving worries behind
Except for that little doubt you have
Concerning your dress tonight
But then you take a bottle of french wine
And you say you don't live twice - you cast the dice

Masterpiece, you should have seen it
That rainbow in the moonglow
Masterpiece, you've got to live it
That new dawm tomorrow

Drivin' down through Beverly Hills
You feel the breeze of the past in your lungs

What an elegant place
You walk with elephant grace
All Sunset Buolevard
Has been waiting the star
The all gather to celebrate
Happy Birthday my honey dear!
What a joy see your old mates
In this Hollywood atmosphere - with us at last

Masterpiece, you never act it
But life is a movie
Masterpiece, you've got to try it
We're sure you'd be moving

You've had a tango too much
You say you'll keep in touch
back home in your rolls-royce
You smile and think of the boys
All of sudden your sight obscures
And your memories drift the air
And you finally feel secure
You're another star up - star up there