Peter Cetera - Queen Of The Masquerade Ball lyrics

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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

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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

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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