THE MASK - Somebody stop me... | Текст песни

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• THE MASK
• Somebody stop me...

I gotcha with my winning smile,
I'm a living lesson in flair and style!
You just can't help but stare at my savoir-faire.

I'm nouveau, Deco, Roman-Greco, Rococo, Barroco, be-bop, hip-hop, flip-flop
SOMEBODY STOP ME!
Pretty viridian faces like mine,
Don't come a dime a dozen - I stand out of the crowd!
Babe, when they made me, yeah, they broke the mold!
Wholesome and kind, staid and refined, totally out of my mind!

Arch-villains and ne'er-do-wells had better learn to decorate prison cells
Green goes with anything if they ask, see!

Well there's one last thing I gotta sing about
Open up wide and really shout!

OHHHH..LOOK OUT!!!

THIS IS "THE MASK"!

SSSSMOKIN'!!!!!

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