So your grandmother stands to me
A woman I would be proud to be
And you say she reminds you of me
Every little boy is so naiveI will not be a victim of romance
I will not be a victim of circumstance
Chance or romance or circumstance, or any man
Who could get his dirty little hands on meSo your grandfather sounds like me
Head up shoulders back and proud to be
Every little girl is so naive
Falling in love with the first man that they see
I will not be a victim of romance
I will not be a victim of circumstance
Chance or romance or circumstance, or any man
Who could get his dirty little hands on meWhen we were in love (if we were)
When we were in love
And you were a doveToday I will feel something other than regret
Pass me a glass and have some cigarette
I've damn near got no dignity left
I've damn near got no dignity leftI will not be a victim of romance
I will not be a victim of circumstance
Chance or romance or circumstance, or any man
Who could get his dirty little hands on me
When we were in love (if we were)
When we were in love
You were a dove
And I rose above you and preyedWhen we were in love (if we were)
When we were in love
You were a dove