You Got the World (Right Where You Want It) - Graham Parker

    As you wash your hair and bathe in Perrier
    As you hit the bank machine at night
    Drinking money for tomorrow's flight
    As you count your loss or bet on a black horse
    Sit behind the wheel of a black Porsche
    Use your leather organiser with your name embossed
    The night is thick with frost
    It chills your heart

    You got the world
    Right where you want it
    Where do you want
    Where do you want the world?
    You got the girl
    Right where you want her
    But where do you want
    Where do you want the girl?

    I pulled up at your door
    And turned the key once more
    Took a calculator from my pocket
    Checked a picture of us in a locket
    I knew you were not in
    An alarm began to ring
    Punched a number on a cordless phone
    Made an offer on a Dockland's condominium home
    Somewhere with no soul
    That won't remind me

    You got the world
    Right where you want it
    Where do you want
    Where do you want the world?
    You got the girl
    Right where you want her
    But where do you want
    Where do you want the girl?
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