Lyrics
Maestro
M-m-maestro (maestro)
Presence, elegance, an unmistakable dominance
Behind those steely eyes, anything you know is coincidence
No one seems to know anything about his age, just his name
He's always dressed for fame, ooh, the Keyser is the maestro
Let a girl dream a bit to wear a garment so delish
I'd be out of my mind, the slightest designs, the ultimate chemist
Even you ingénue, a gift he can't buy from you
But if I had to pay, I'd sure find a way to break the bank
I'd break the bank that day
Ladies, his designs make the words fall out of a pantomime
Colors, how they flow, go from avant-garde to beyond sublime
History and mystery, he stops the hands of time
The magic skin is mind 'cause the Keyser is the maestro
Let a girl dream a bit to wear a garment so delish
I'd be out of my mind, the slightest designs, the ultimate chemist
Even you ingénue, a gift he can't buy from you
But if I had to pay, I'd sure find a way to break the bank
I'd break the bank that day
Oh, he is a maestro
He is a maestro (m-m-maestro, maestro!)
You must never think that you saw it all
You have always the eyes open
You have to be like a roof with lots of antennas, get all the images
And you don't say, "I don't like this because it was better before, this is not chic, this is not elegant"
You know, every period has the taste it deserves
"Vulgar, not vulgar", we don't know, it's not up to us to be the judge of times
