Brando

Of course

I always told myself

You know how women get

I'll bet i could have

Handled him

If only we had met

Where other women failed him

When other women tried

I alone

Could cater to

His passions and

His pride

Talk about

Deflated egos

That was the woman's thing

Christ we only felt complete

At the feet

At the feet

Of a king

Of course

I'm liberated now

I see life as it is

I call my soul

My very own

And i no longer

Covet his

No one else can get you through

I've learned

With some regret

I've outgrown all my heroes

I am cured of kings

And yet

And yet

The other night

By chance i saw him

There on the tv screen

Overbearing arrogant

Marvelous marvelous

And oh so mean

And that old addiction

Gripped me

You know how women get

I'll bet i could have

Handled him

If only we had met

Oh i'll bet

I could have handled him

If only

We had met