(Gary Moore/Mark Nauseef)
How come, when she's cold
she can melt your heart?
And when she's so blond
it tears you apart.
She's making it clear,
but you don't see through her.
She's got you where she wants you now.
She's got you where she needs you now.
How come, when she's bad
that you feel so good?
You know you can head,
but it's understood.
You know when she's wrong,
but you tell her she's right.
She's got you where she wants you now.
She's got you where she needs you now.
Under her spell, under her thumb.
No place to hide, no place to run.
If she's your life,
how can she take your breath away
with just one look at her?
And if she's your world,
why can't you tell your nights from day?
When she turns around,
does she know when she's found her a fool.
She's got you where she wants you now.
She's got you where she needs you now.
She's got you where she wants you now.
She's got you where she needs you now.
