(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...