Get Your Way

Dinner at eight, that sounds fine
I suppose it means you’ll turn up round nine
Bought a bunch of flowers just for her
She says the burden’s on the receiver

I opened the door and you walked in
The scent of wild jasmine
The room seemed to freeze in time
My regular table will be just fine

Radiant and elegant you might be
But your concentration is so go-lightly
Both of your eyes reflect the room
You really think you own the room

So what game shall we play today?
How about the one where you don’t get your way?
And even if you do, that’s o.k.
So what game shall we play today?
How about the one where you don’t get your way?
And even if you do, that’s o.k.

Try to pick it up, I’m reading the signs
It’s turning out to be a real good time
Now who’d have thought that entertainment
Lies in the winter of our discontent

We sit at the table, face to face
Queen takes pawn check on, check mate
I feel your foot brush against my leg
I’m not that easily led

You flutter your eyes and touch your hair
I have to say that it is kinda unfair
Now let me tell you baby what’s in store
You win the battle but I’ll win the war

So what game shall we play today?
How about the one where you don’t get your way?
And even if you do, that’s o.k.
So what game shall we play today?
How about the one where you don’t get your way?
And even if you do, that’s o.k.

This has been fun, I suppose
Although my feelings are all juxtaposed
Truth be told I’m as fickle as hell
But a gentleman never kisses and tells

So what game shall we play today?
How about the one where you don’t get your way?
And even if you do, that’s o.k.
So what game shall we play today?
How about the one where you don’t get your way?
And even if you do, that’s o.k.