i'm caught
i'm seen through
if you were a chivalrous man,
you'd know what to do
you're a sad prince
you're my most humble pie
and under serious oath
you're my sweetest lie
i had a dream that you danced
just like fred astaire
i sat and watched, leaning back
as you glided on air around me
i'd do anything you want
look what you've done
i'd be a game that you play
much too easily won
i'm too easily won
what you do
who strokes your hair
where you run off to
mill street tonight is twinkling like stars
hollywood dust under seventies cars
i miss you
i'd do anything you want
look what you've done
i'd be a game that you play
much too easily won
i'm too easily won
and what do you remember
after too much sweet wine;
that you woke up hungover
or that you had a good time?
well, i had a good time