There you are where I could meet you
I could almost have you
I could almost pick you off the menu

Pour the champagne in the glove box
Work the power door locks
How much of what we wanted makes us happy?

No one's watching my limo ride
Am I cruising too slow?
I don't know

Drive anywhere the road goes
See the lighted windows
Lives as if in dreams, I should have lived one

Just as every night we spend here
Getting cabin fever
Looks secure and wonderful to someone

The only world that I know is the
One where I don't get you
What's to do?

Look out, she might want a word with you
And oh that wouldn't do, oh that wouldn't do
Look out, she might think the world of you
And oh that wouldn't do, oh that wouldn't do

Staying up until the sun shines
Lighting up the fault lines
Marching in like women's liberation

Then it was good and it was okay
To insist on getting our way
And the governmental cash was flowing freely

Now no one's watching my limo ride
San Mateo's asleep
I'm in deep