Queen Of The Masquerade Ball — текст песни (Peter Cetera)

She lays her cards out on the table
She always gets what she`s going for--and a whole lot more
Got the movers and the shakers
Quaking inside their mohair shoes
After all there`s nothing to lose
(chorus)
Cracking that whip
Making her own decisions
Taking no lip
Living with no conditions

There`s only one thing that she`s missing
She never tells anybody--she`s missing it more and more each night
And though she cries when she`s alone
By the morning she`s ready to go
She`s got the light

chorus

Everything`s fine
Just as long as they do it her way
Living with style
She`s got it all
Hail to the queen of the masquerade ball

And though she cries when she`s alone
By the morning she`s ready to go
She`s got the light

chorus

Everything`s fine
Just as long as they do it her way
Living with style
She`s got it all
Hail to the queen of the masquerade ball