Verse
I don't know if it's glum or grand,
This feeling I can't understand,
I'm like a ship that's in calm,
I mean you've got me in your palm,
I'm in the hollow of your hands;
Chorus:
You've got me where you want me
And I hope you're satisfied;
You've got me where you want me
And you hardly even tried.
A single look was all I took and starry eyed,
I watched my poor old heart go on that roller coaster ride.
I say I won't grow tender,
But I know darn well I will;
My hopes are pretty slender
And my chances almost nil;
Why should I try to alibi, when everyone can see,
You've got me where you want me and it's where I want to be.