A Masquerade You walk in the moonlight Don't like the shade You live with the sea tide You look like Nostradamus Although you're not as famous You pace is fast and nervous You can't stop Lunatic and Aristocratic There you go Lunatic and you're eyes are magic Lunatic and Aristocratic There you go Lunatic and the strange is logic You take a chance Two fiches on Red Nine Let's have a dance Yes darling ... next time You are no Casanova You're just a lonely number You're ill with sexomania You can't stop. Lunatic and Aristocratic There you go Lunatic and you're eyes are magic Lunatic and Aristocratic There you go Lunatic and the strange is logic Lunatic and Aristocratic There you go Lunatic and the strange is logic Lunatic and Aristocratic There you go Lunatic and the strange is logic