Dayna Kurtz Fred Astaire
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
