she gets glances since they first greeted
sent salutations that can't be repeated
she's become a social institution
prepares her prey like an execution

victoria
what do you want from him, want from him?
victoria
what do see in him, see in him?

she's up in time to watch the soap opera
reads cosmopolitan and alvin toffler
meeting in the places that she's never been to
she's got a mind but it's the clothes they see through

victoria
what do you want from him, want from him?
victoria
what do see in him, see in him?

she lives with a man who sees her as money
laughs at his lines that aren't even funny
she's in bed but she's not sleeping
is he a customer that's really worth keeping?

victoria
what do you want from him, want from him?
victoria
what do see in him, see in him?

there's no such thing as romance blooming
sundays are for washing and doing the hoovering
talking to her friends on the telephone
another jerk rings up who won't leave her alone

victoria
what do you want from him, want from him?
victoria
what do see in him, see in him?

victoria
what do you want from him, want from him?
victoria
what do see in him, see in him?

victoria
what do you want from him, want from him?
victoria
what do see in him, see in him?