The Costume Ball - Cass Elliot

Someone is giving a costume ball

Someone’s depending on us to be there

No chance of being yourself at all

But you’ll know everyone you will see there

Picture a ballroom of mirrors that lie

Oh how you’ll love the world they will show you

Magic chandeliers, softly hide the years

And the costume ball goes on and on

And on and on

And on every clock the hands never meet

This is a ball where midnight is missing

At masquerades the kisses are sweet

You never know whose lips you are kissing

Someone is giving a costume ball

Someone’s depending on us to be there

It’s not very far, just come as you are

Even when the music

And the dancers

All are gone

The costume ball goes on an on

The costume ball goes on