When you're the belle of the ball   It's hard to fall   And sacrifice your status for a fool   But all your apparatus and your charm   Can never cool the still, still waters   Or warm the chilling air      When you're the belle of the ball   And your gown's a-shining   And you're underlining all my thoughts   Why give yourself to he who has the lot?   I have something to declare      Sensing when to smile   It's like predicting miles   You'll never know   To kiss and then caress   Could crease your party dress   And spoil the show      So the belle of the ball   Will bow to protocol   Misfortune won't befall her   She's the star      She'll glide into the night   Beneath her guiding light   She'll suffer every slight and heed the call   But it's alright, it's alright   She's the belle of the ball