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You are the sun, You are the only one, My heart is blue, My heart is blue for you Something new and catchy was drifting through the closed doors of the hall as she slipped her simple mask into place. Taking a breath to calm her nerves - it was her first masquerade - she pushed the large doors open and gasped at the decorations, the blast of music, the sea of elaborate dresses, the audience of masks turned to face the door. Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen The doors closed behind her and the party went back to whatever they'd been doing before her intrusion - dancing, conversing i