Fantomas
charade
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When we play our charade
We were like children posing
Playing at games, acting at names
Guessing the parts we play
Oh, what a hit we made
We came on next to closing
Best on the bill, lovers until
Love left the masquerade
Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still, I always will
Best on the bill, charade