There you are where I could meet you I could almost have you I could almost pick you off the menu Pour the champagne in the glove box Work the power door locks How much of what we wanted makes us happy? No one's watching my limo ride Am I cruising too slow? I don't know Drive anywhere the road goes See the lighted windows Lives as if in dreams, I should have lived one Just as every night we spend here Getting cabin fever Looks secure and wonderful to someone The only world that I know is the One where I don't get you What's to do? Look out, she might want a word with you And oh that wouldn't do, oh that wouldn't do Look out, she might think the world of you And oh that wouldn't do, oh that wouldn't do Staying up until the sun shines Lighting up the fault lines Marching in like women's liberation Then it was good and it was okay To insist on getting our way And the governmental cash was flowing freely Now no one's watching my limo ride San Mateo's asleep I'm in deep