I am ambling – I see them running
They never seem to stop, never seem to stop
I am rambling. Where is my cunning?
I never seem to stop eyeing up the top

I'll have what she's having 'cause she's having a ball
A bun in the oven and someone to miss you
I'll have what she's having 'cause she's never alone
A car in the garage and a lawn with a garden gnome

I'll have what she's having – ever had it before?
Don't you know I never wanted more

She'll be swaggerin', ramming her pram in
My ego
Your ego
Stop
In a ramekin straight to the oven
My neck is next for the chop

I'll have what she's having – it's really your call –
But a double down duvet and someone to kiss you…
I'll have what she's having in the city hall
A ring on my finger and a ceremony for all

I'll have what she's having – ever had it before?
Don't you know I never wanted more
Have what? Have it all
No I never wanted more
Don't you know I never wanted more