Lyrics Stage Magic - L'Orange

Stage Magic

The magician turned his large eyes on her and said:
Wait, what’s a pretty girl!
And you said you would like a job as my assistant?
There was a blinding flash
He was the last magician on earth
And there where a moment keep worst to pretty young girl
With a squirting white mouse
Her blue eyes blue were and her bright face prettier than ever
He pretended not to know her