Lies

Baby, baby
Ooooh, what do I do?
Playing my tune for you
Just to get you in the mood
Everybody's going to Hollywood
Aah, you're driving me mad
But I'm smiling to the crowd instead
A lot of money is at stake, this is a hit and that's a fake

This is what you mean to me
This is what they all should see
Make a make up in a foolish style
Telling the truth by making a big lie

When I come, I come but nothing's at ease
Breaking up the whole is a modern disease
Maybe you think tomorrow's just a joke
It's a joke after joke after joke after joke

My loooove
Everything's an interview
And nothing's really new
And everybody's looking for clues and you know what to do with a clue
My love
Get ready for the show
They're waiting and they will never go oh oh
This night is just a go...
And it's only for show

Dig that deal and be a millionaire,
Drinking cocktails in the stratosphere,
Getting jet lagged with my business friends,
In these supersonic wonderlands

There's a shadow on the graphic display,
First he's smiling then he's fading away
Maybe he thinks tomorrow's just a joke
It's a joke after joke after joke after joke

My loooove
Everything's an interview
And nothing's really new
And everybody's looking for clues and you know what to do with a clue
My love
Get ready for the show
They're waiting and they will never go oh oh
This night is just a go...
And it's only for show

My love
Everything's an interview
And nothing's really new
And everybody's looking for clues and you know what to do with a clue
My love
Get ready for the show
They're waiting and they will never go oh oh
This night is just a go...
And it's only for show
Get ready, get ready, get ready
And it's only for show
Get ready, get ready, get ready
And it's only for show
Get ready, get ready, get ready, get ready

Yeah
Get ready for the show!



Credits
Writer(s): Marian Gold, Frank Mertens, Bernhard Lloyd
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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