The Mask lyrics

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'!!!!!