I could be dreaming
I could be half asleep
I smile when you scream
And then proceed to weep
Too close a call
I shouldn't be driving at all

You should be
My chauffer
And drive me
All around town
So I could 
Relax when
We're caught
In traffic downtown
I'm so sure
You should be
My Chauffer

I could be quaking
I could be so still
I'd like to eat at banquets
But today I've had my fill
Don't dishearten me
I beg on bended knee

Bridge:
In the evening
I will collapse
In the morning
You'll fill in the gaps
And tell me how we escaped
Our sordid fate

(Repeat chorus)

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