Gold/Mertens/Lloyd)



Baby -- what do I do?

Playing my tune for you

Just to get you in the mood

Everybody's going to Hollywood

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 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 -- I get ready for the show

They're waiting and they will never go

This night is just to go-o-o-o

And it's only for show



Dig that deal and be a millionaire

Drinking cocktails in the stratosphere

Getting jetlagged 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 love