Maybe it's just the way you've been living to extremes
That shows a side of you that I ain't seen
Now Rita come on give it up and I'll take you to a show
We can sit down and throw popcorn at the folks below
You'd better suit yourself
If you think you're doing well
You don't need to masquerade babe
You just suit yourself
All the broadside dancers stayed up till way past dawn
Jiving in the alleyway with their costume make up on
But Rita hold my picture closely to your breast
Don't you know that only love will stand the test
You'd better suit yourself
If you think you're doing well
You don't need to masquerade babe
You just suit yourself
Mister Incognito is setting up his traps
And he hides a wicked smile behind his hat
Rita still believes in him and all his alibis
But never really looks into his lies
You's better suit yourself
If you think you're doing well
You don't need to masquerade babe
You just suit yourself