Presence, elegance, an unmistakable dominance Behind those steely eyes Anything you know is coincidence No one seems to know anything about his age, just his name He’s always dressed for fame Uh, the keyser is the maestro Let it go, dream a bit To wear a garment so delish I’d be out of my mind The slightest designs, the ultimate chemist Even you ingénue A gift he can’t buy from you But if I had to pay I’d sure find a way to break the bank I’d break the bank that day Ladies, his designs make the words fall out of a pantomime Colors, how they flow, go from avant-garde to beyond sublime History and mystery, he stops the hands of time The magic skin is mind ‘Cause the keyser is the maestro Let it go, dream a bit To wear a garment so delish I’d be out of my mind The slightest designs, the ultimate chemist Even you ingénue A gift he can’t buy from you But if I had to pay I’d sure find a way to break the bank I’d break the bank that day Uh he is a maestro He is a maestro Maestro… maestro