Duck, Duck, Duck

I want to be the goose in the game

I want to be part of the chase

Not the one who does, the one who is

But it never ever really works out that way

 

I chose her the minute I chose to play

I was enchanted by her eyes and pretty face

Maybe I could catch her for a kiss

But it never ever really works out that way

 

And if I were the goose I’d be sure to stay

Let her catch up and catch my name

Let her dictate the length of the tryst

But it never ever really works out that way