Whatever You Want

He's [bad word] man
Your right hand 
13 years and counting 
No detectable ambition 
model of efficiency 
Far as you can see 
He knows every loophole 
The art of fine print 
Massages the numbers 'til they fit 
And every time you ask him for another 
Vanishing act 
He half-smiles as if to say: 

Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want is fine by me
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want is fine by me

Never a real moment together 
But she understands 
You're an important man 
Another late night 
Don't know if [bad word] home or when
She's alone again 
But she goes on curating your domestic museum 
She disappears in her loyalty 
She is a dress wearing a face in a doorway 
Opening her arms out to you: 

Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want is fine by me
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want is fine by me

No one would dare to question you, oh no 
No one would dare to stand up 
But in the night she leaves the papers in a tidy pile
Evidence for her reasons 
And in the night he takes the main accounts and pulls the files 
Detailing every treason 
I am the last one you'd ever suspect of setting the fire
Of setting the fire. 
But as you switch on your TV tomorrow morning 
You'll hear me saying quietly: 

Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want is fine by me
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want is fine by me

Oh! Whatever you say
Oh! Whatever you say 
I'll do what you ask me
I'll do what you ask me
Oh! Whatever you say
Oh! Whatever you say 
But do you know who's listening? 
Oh! Whatever you say
Oh! Whatever you say 
You know it's over, hey-ye!