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 hung-over Or that you had a good time Well, I had a good time