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

and i don’t care

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