Basia The Sweetest Illusion Lyrics

Bread and b___er tastes more like it could be 'cordon bleu'
mona lisa's smiling like a cheshire cat
even johnny rocker sounds today like nat king cole
every yellow taxi's like a Cadillac.

And the cup that once appeared half empty
has become a cup that is half full
where there was a s___e there is now plenty
you're a lucky sign ascending,
no one does for me what you do.

Love is the sweetest illusion. (x 4)

Every innuendo seems to be in semaphore
monday mornings turn into a mardi gras
and a glass of soda taste more like Dom Perignon
every dead end street's an ocean boulevard.

The more I look the more I see
and I don't mind if my senses are deceiving me
the more I touch the more I feel
who cares what is imaginary and what is real
if black is white and red is green
I don't care which way around it is supposed to be
I close my eyes but I can see ...

The more I look the more I see
form where I stand my world is looking
good to me
the more I touch the more I feel
don't want to know that is true what's
make believe.

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