Maybe it's just the way you've been living to extremes   That shows a side of you that I ain't seen   Now Rita come on give it up and I'll take you to a show   We can sit down and throw popcorn at the folks below      You'd better suit yourself   If you think you're doing well   You don't need to masquerade, babe   You just suit yourself      All the broadside dancers stayed up till way past dawn   Jiving in the alleyway with their costume make - up on   But Rita hold my picture closely to your breast   Don't you know that only love will stand the test      You'd better suit yourself   If you think you're doing well   You don't need to masquerade, babe   You just suit yourself      Mister Incognito is setting up his traps   And he hides a wicked smile behind his hat   Rita still believes in him and all his alibis   But never really looks into his lies      You's better suit yourself   If you think you're doing well   You don't need to masquerade, babe   You just suit yourself