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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
five gears in reverse
girls looking for the big lift somebody send out for the night nurse please don't stick me on the late shift if you don't know by now nobody's going to tell you if you don't know by now the shock will probably kill you *and if your patience is exhausted and you still cannot decide you're sitting in a garage contemplating suicide and you have no motivation you can't even catch your breath all the business and celebrations is driving you to debt five gears in reverse you think I don't know what I'm doing and at a fashionable first like walking down the road to ruin but if you're safe and sound don't let me interrupt you And if you don't go down How could I corrupt you *Repeat |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
I found america had another corner of my wallet
it's a well kept secret, thought that I had better swallow it thought they'd make me spit out the truth before they find you're lying about your youth *b movie that's all you're to me just a soft-soap story don't want no woman to act on me you can't stand it when it goes to reel to reel to reel to reel I can't stand it when I go on trying, you can't feel all the time there's rule book in pretending there's no one in the wings and everybody's on the make it's not your heart I want to break turn out the lights I'm thinking that I want to go to sleep now but just give me a promise that I'm supposed to keep now I don't want some fool asking me why when I find you're finally making me cry *Repeat |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
you say that you'll get him and you run and get your mummy
and you're almost beaten to the punch looking for the man who sold you the dummy and you're almost beaten to the punch laughing at the older guys who say it's just as well saved by the wedding bell almost beaten to the punch you're looking for somebody that you can knock-about you were almost beaten to the punch if you've got a head for figures then you better count me out you were almost beaten to the punch you pull the piece but you soon call it love you go ahead and end up almost beaten to the punch your body speaks so much louder than your voice you let it do the talking so I don't have any choice and now you find that younger guys are putting up resistance and you're almost beaten to the punch you'd better get out now because you'll never go the distance and you're almost beaten to the punch and you'll find a girl and you'll promise her anything even a wedding ring almost beaten to the punch |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
I was looking at the black and white world
it seemed so exciting if you'd only put me back to back with that girl when the night's inviting with just a little lighting there'll never be days like that again when I was just a boy and men were men you'd never go from moment to moment you're the living double of a single fiction you're the very colour poets compliment cause you feel the fingers friction it's a freeze frame, still it's real life you don't want to look cause you've seen the film and read the book I was looking at the black and white world trying to name some pin-up in those days she was just a beautiful girl now she's framed and hung up I thought she was younger until I saw her last night in close detail though they all fade away when you're so pale it's more than just a physical attraction starts with a face and ends up a fixation but you're never going to feel a fraction the way it used to work on your imagination when you were looking at a black and white world |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
I was looking at the black and white world
it seemed so exciting if you'd only put me back to back with that girl when the night's inviting with just a little lighting there'll never be days like that again when I was just a boy and men were men you'd never go from moment to moment you're the living double of a single fiction you're the very colour poets compliment cause you feel the fingers friction it's a freeze frame, still it's real life you don't want to look cause you've seen the film and read the book I was looking at the black and white world trying to name some pin-up in those days she was just a beautiful girl now she's framed and hung up I thought she was younger until I saw her last night in close detail though they all fade away when you're so pale it's more than just a physical attraction starts with a face and ends up a fixation but you're never going to feel a fraction the way it used to work on your imagination when you were looking at a black and white world |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
tears on your blackmail
they turn to ransom a point of the fingernail says you're so handsome *clowntime is over time to take over while others just talk and talk somebody's watching where the others don't walk clowntime is over a voice in the shadows says that his men know he don't step back as expected he's otherwise an unprotected *Repeat almost too good to be true who do you? What do you do? Why do you do? Everybody's hiding under covers who's making lovers' lane safe again for lovers *Repeat |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
Tears on your blackmail
A point of the fingernail Says that he's handsome Clowntime is over Time to take cover While others just talk and talk Somebody's watching where the others don't walk Clowntime is over A voice in the shadows Says that his men know He don't step back as expected He's otherwise and unprotected Chorus Almost too good to be true Who do you? why do you? what do you do? While everybody's hiding under covers Who's making lover's lane safe again for lovers? Chorus |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
Everything seems so tranquil
Home movies with no subtitles Don't you wish you knew what they were sayin' When the film keeps playin', playin' ? Oh, he's Doctor Luther's assistant He'll close in when he seems so distant Doctor Luther's assistant He'll get on top of you when you lower your resistance Some say he is just a lackey Changing words while the ink is still tacky He's absolutely indispensable He keeps the other boys in suspense Oh, he's Doctor Luther's assistant He'll close in when he seems so distant Doctor Luther's assistant He'll get on top of you when you lower your resistance Luther is locked in a broken-down cinema Watches his wife with his video camera Sees his best boy makin' her grin Out of the kitchen, she's gone with the wind Oh, Doctor Luther's assistant He'll close in, when he seems so distant Doctor Luther's assistant He'll get on top of you when you lower your resistance |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
I'm packing up my memories
And I'm gonna move all out of your heart I'm turning in my keys And I'm gonna move all out of your heart 'Cause there ain't room enough for two In dreams that were made for me and you I'm telling you, it's getting mighty crowded Too crowded for me It's getting mighty crowded I'm gonna take these things of mine And I'm gonna move all out of your life Stop wasting my time And I'm gonna move all out of your life 'Cause there ain't room enough for three In dreams that were made for you and me So you see, it's getting mighty crowded Too crowded for me It's getting mighty crowded I'm saving you the trouble of putting me down Starting on the double, yeah yeah I'm gonna shop around I'm gonna find another heart Where I can live all by myself Gonna find another heart I don't have to share with anybody else 'Cause you don't treat me like you should And hanging around this neighborhood is no good It's getting mighty crowded Too crowded for me, getting mighty crowded I'm packing up my memories, getting mighty crowded Too crowded for me, getting mighty crowded Too crowded for me, getting mighty crowded |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
Maureen and Stan were looking for a job
They got songs for every occasion And a little limelight robbery No one will employ them There's nothing to decide So he autographs his overdraft While she goes out of her mind Stuck on the wall with a thousand faces Unwanted posters of the haunted places Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones Maureen and Stan at the skating rink Looking for the drummer who threw up in the sink Laughing and singing, dressed up like dice Maybe they could freeze to death out there on the ice Look at the graceful way she dances One foot speaks, the other answers Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones She plays the queen of the fleapit He plays a Spanish guitar He got a black eye from a waitress She's not seeing any stars You can be refused, you can be replaced You can change your name but you can't change your face While they make believe it's just another holiday They turn on each other when they hear that joker say Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones Roll up for the ghost train We only want the pretty ones |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
There are some things you can't cover up with lipstick and powder
I thought I heard you mention my name, can't you talk any louder ? Don't come any closer, don't come any nearer My vision of you can't get any clearer Oh, i just want to hear girls talk I got a loaded imagination being fired by girls talk But I can't say the words you want to hear I suppose you're going to have to play it by ear Right here and now Girls talk and they want to know how Girls talk and they say it's not allowed Girls talk, if they say that it's so Don't you think that I know by now That the word up on everyone's lips Stick that you're dedicated Though you may not be an old fashioned girl You're still going to get dated Was it really murder ? Were you just pretending ? Lately I have heard you are the living end Girls talk and they wanna know about her Girls talk, they wanna know if I care Girls talk and they wanna know where Girls talk girls talk |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
Some things you never get used to even though you're
feeling like another man. There's nothing that he can do for you to shut me away as you walk through. Lovers laughing in the amateur hour, holding hands in the corridors of power, even though I'm with somebody else right now. High fidelity. Can you hear me, can you hear me, can you hear me? High fidelity. Can you hear me, can you hear me, can you hear me? There's a new kind of dedication. Maybe you'll find it down in the tunnel. Maybe I got above my station. Maybe you're only changing channels. Even though you're nowhere near me and I know you kiss him so sincerely now. Even though the signal's indistinct and you worry about what silly people think, who just can't wait to feel so frozen out? I bet he thinks that he was chosen out of millions. I suppose he'll never know about High fidelity. Can you hear me, can you hear me, can you hear me? High fidelity. Can you hear me, can you hear me, can you hear me? |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue
Must have been a wonder when it was brand new Talkin' 'bout the splendour of the Hoover factory I know that you'd agree if you had seen it too It's not a matter of life or death But what is, what is ? It doesn't matter if I take another breath Who cares ? Who cares ? Green for go, green for action From Park Royal to North Acton Past scrolls and inscriptions like those of the Egyptian age And one of these days the Hoover factory Is gonna be all the rage in those fashionable pages Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue Must have been a wonder when it was brand new Talkin' 'bout the splendour of the Hoover factory I know that you'd agree if you had seen it too It's not a matter of life or death But what is, what is ? It doesn't matter if I take another breath Who cares ? Who cares ? |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
I know I just got to get out of this place
I can't stand any more of that mechanical grace though you say it's only an industrial squeeze it looks like luxury and feels like a disease *oh give it to me, give it to me I don't want to know much about much give it to me, give it to me I need, I need, I need - your human touch left with just a high-school hope on your way to dry dock it's easy to break up with all your senses living in a state of shock I just can't believe I'm responsible for this like a make-up eyes can be made up with a kiss *Repeat oh when I'm talking in tongues I go where you lead I go make a bet oh I need you how I'd like to fix her in a picture of rage how I'd like to catch her when she's acting her age oh but when she's lying stretched out on the floor it's no mystery to me any more *Repeat |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
I'm the living result
I'm a man who's been hurt a little too much and I've tasted the bitterness of my own tears sadness is all my lonely heart can feel I can't stand up for falling down I can't stand up for falling down simple though love is still it confused me why I'm not loved the way I should be now I've lived with heartaches and I've roomed with fear I've dealt with despair and I've wrestled with tears I can't stand up for falling down I can't stand up for falling down the vow that we made you broke it in two but that don't stop me from loving you I can't stand up for falling down I can't stand up for falling down |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
girl I stand accused
people say I love you yeah, I stand accused oh but what can I do you belong to some other guy hope I never have to testify if loving you is a big crime I've been guilty a long time girl I stand accused with no more than a chance yeah I stand accused and I got no defense all I need is a touch from your hand find myself on the witness stand I'd be unable to lie girl I got a love that won't die girl tell the world that I was guilty I wouldn't stand a chance tell the world that I was a victim a victim of circumstance girl knock myself out see if I could explain girl I love you so much that I'm almost insane you disturbed my balance of mind couldn't help what I did at the time I stand accused and I'm guilty baby I always will be I need a witness baby you disturbed my balance of mind couldn't help what I did at the time I stand accused and I'm guilty baby I always will be I need a witness baby I stand accused of loving you so guilty baby, oh yeah I stand accused I s-t-a-n-d a-c-c-u-s-e-d I stand accused, loving you so guilty baby, oh yeah |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
Layin' about, lyin' in bed
Maybe it was something that I thought I'd said With the tempo of today and the temptation of tomorrow I don't know if I could give you anything but sorrow They stay alive this late on Radio Five But the pen that I write with won't tell the truth 'Cause the moments that I can't recall Are the moments that you treasure Better take another measure for measure Losing you is just a memory Memories don't mean that much to me Losing you is just a memory Memories don't mean that much to me Now you're here, I'm here too Could be this easy for me and you Losing you is just a memory Memories don't mean that much to me Losing you is just a memory Memories don't mean that much to me Lyin' about layin' in bed Maybe it was something that I thought I'd said |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
cheap cut satin and bad perfume
showtime is almost here tears stop by your strength caught you laughing up your sleeve sniggering in your beer seen the bottom of a lot of glasses but he's never seen love so near he'd seen love get so expensive but he'd never seen love so dear *now I know that you're all king horse between tenderness and brute force now I know that you're all king horse between tenderness and brute force she can turn a pot of sixpence in the mouth and trouser set hit the till ring the bill never spill a sip and still she knows the kind of tip she is going to get a lot of loose exchanges precious little respect but if someone else is weakened that's the best that you can expect *Repeat so fine knit a fabric so fine a fabrication from comic books to tragic to the art of conversation meanwhile back in some secluded spot he says will you please and she says stop if I ever loose this good thing that I got I never want to hear the song you dedicated tonight you see I knew that song so long before we met that it means much more than it might *Repeat |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
you won't take my love for tender
you can put your money where your mouth is but you're so unsure I could be a miser or a big spender but you might get much more than you bargained for check not or checkmate class not or classmate so beautiful and fortunate you're the one who hates to love but he's the one who loves to hate and he can fix you awful good because he is the neighborhood you can get money for blood blood money for doing no good better tell me now you made your selection are your ready for correction 'cause the wages of sin are an expensive infection they'll make you bankrupt better pay off now don't interrupt I'm so in love and I'm so sincere just like a well-known financier you know I've never been corrupt I'll pay you a compliment you'll think I am innocent you can total up the balance sheet and never know if I am a common thief you won't take my love for tender |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
now those newsprints all over your face
well maybe that's why I can read you like a book just when I thought I was getting my taste a bite I go and lose my appetite look at the man that you'd call uncle they'd like to sink their teeth in to you for the pride and the pleasure and the privilege of having you if I say you're the one do you think that I'm serious you get that kind of talk from older men if I say I love you then I must be delirious so why are you trying to put my temperature up again look at the man that you'd call uncle having a heart-attack 'round your ankles when you wake up with x-rated eyes when you wake up still shaking how could I apologize as your check you affects and you check your reflection I'm so affected in the face of your affection look at the man that you'd call uncle having a heart-attack 'round your ankles I could swear I could promise that I'll always be true to you but we may not live to be so old I could even say I'm going to do something new to you now the girls I see just leave me cold look at the man that you'd call uncle |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
somewhere in the distance
I can hear who shot sam this is my conviction that I am an innocent man oh you say I'm unkind I'm being as nice as I can *boys everywhere fumbling with the catches I struck lucky with motel matches falling for you without a second look falling out of your open pocket book giving you away like motel matches I wake with the siren of an emergency though your mind is full of love in your eyes there is a big conceit and you know what I do when the light outside changes from red to blue *Repeat |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
you're sending me tulips mistaken for lilies
you give me a look that the function is silly you turn my head till it roll down the brain-drain if I had any sense now I wouldn't want it back again new amsterdam it's become much too much 'til I have the possession of everything she touches 'til I step on the brake to get out of her clutches 'til I speak double dutch to a real double duchess down on the main spring listen to the tick-tock collect all the faces that move in your lot twice-shy and dog-tied because you've been bitten everything you say now sounds like it was ghost-written back in london they'll take you to heart after a little while though I look right at home I still feel like an exile somehow I found myself down at the dockside thinking about the old days of liverpool and rotherhide transparent people who live on the other side living a life that is almost like suicide |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
born in the middle of the second big baby boom
those noisy boys just might have spoken up too soon now I'm looking for a little girl I wonder where she's gone big money for families having more than one *opportunity, opportunity this is your big opportunity to shop around, follow you without a sound what ever you do now, don't turn around don't turn around what ever happened to the pride of the nation they say they're waiting till they break formation she was sittin' pretty on a velvet cushion but her bedroom eyes were like a button she was pushing she said when they get to dover they'll be taking over said I'll come to her defense then she'll pull me over *Repeat I'm in the foxhole I'm down in the trench I'd be a hero but I can't stand the stench the fitness institute is for the general motor man the holo house of beauty wouldn't stand a chance with them the chairman of this board'll use a compliment collector I'd like to be his funeral director *Repeat please don't turn around please don't turn around don't turn around don't turn around don't turn around |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
if there's anything that you want
if there's anything that you need there's no need to be miserable it talks and it's persuasive possession, possession, possession now you're sending me your best wishes signed with love and vicious kisses you lack lust you're so lackluster is that all the strength you can muster possession, possession, possession even when we are out of touch now I know that I've seen too much seen to much so all I see is that I'm back to pack may case is closed my case is packed I'll get out before the violence or the tears or the silence possession, possession, possession |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
forever it doesn't mean forever anymore
I said forever but it doesn't look like I'm going to be around much anymore when the heat get so tropical and the talk gets so topical *riot act you can read me the riot act you can make me a matter of fact or a villain in a million the slip of the tongue is going to keep this civilian why do you talk such stupid nonsense when my mind could rest much easier instead of all this dumb-dumb insolence I would be happier with him pleasin' ya they say forget her now it looks like you're either gonna be be for me or against me I got your letter now they say I took it from the color that its hate mail trying to be so bad is bad enough don't make me laugh by talking tough don't put your heart out on your sleeve when your remarks are off the cuff *Repeat |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
forever it doesn't mean forever anymore
I said forever but it doesn't look like I'm going to be around much anymore when the heat get so tropical and the talk gets so topical CHORUS: riot act you can read me the riot act you can make me a matter of fact or a villain in a million the slip of the tongue is going to keep this civilian why do you talk such stupid nonsense when my mind could rest much easier instead of all this dumb-dumb insolence I would be happier with him pleasin' ya they say forget her now it looks like you're either gonna be be for me or against me I got your letter now they say I took it from the color that its hate mail trying to be so bad is bad enough don't make me laugh by talking tough don't put your heart out on your sleeve when your remarks are off the cuff chorus |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
this must be the place
second place in the human race down in the basement now I know what he meant secondary modern where there won't be a problem 'til the girls go home this is the hand that you never shook you never gave me the chance that I took secondary modern where there won't be a problem 'til the girls go home is it out of the question between you and me is it pleasure or business or a bag of the three nobody makes me sad like you now my whole world goes from blue to blue secondary modern where there won't be a problem 'til the girls go home secondary modern where there won't be a problem 'til the girls go home 'til the girls go home 'til the girls go home |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
Do.
Do do do do do. So young, we've discovered. Got them so confused. Don't mind putting the time in. It's shocking. That's what they all say now when we're walking hand in hand As one, you and I. Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, you said it's timed out We've got them hangin' on a string. There's no time for compromises we got that good old thing. So young, so young. (x4) It's wrong to run for cover. We've got them in a spin. You don't mind sticking the sticker in. It's too late. That's what they all say now when we're walking hand in hand As one, you and I. Chorus. Do do do do do. Do do do. Chorus, again. So young, so young. |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
who's this kid with this mumbo-jumbo
living in air-conditioned limbo though they treat him just like a guest living under threat of arrest now that he's finally trying to make some sense he drinks in self-defense give me temptation the son told contempt of authority we'll take you anytime down to the station you say that is all right by me now you're living with the ghost of sophistication now that you're shackled up to the rigmarole with absolute control I see you lying so wide awake after I've given you all that you can take so for heaven's sake give me temptation still you want to succeed so badly finding your life will not be there but you tell me you can take it or leave it sometimes I think that you really believe it you're just itching to break her secret laws as you go from clause to clause give me temptation |
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from Elvis Costello - Get Happy (1980)
trying to be too bad
trying to talk too tough trying to jack the lad you think you've had enough *but he's not the man you think that he can be I just don't know why you can't see that he is only the imposter that he is only the imposter never been this far always been too smart and you know how all boys are they're really girls at heart *Repeat when I said that I was lying I might have been lying never let me hear you say you're not trying this is your big decision hope you're not disappointed he's got double-vision when you want him double-jointed and he's not the man you think that he can be I just don't know why you can't see he'll only bring you souvenirs it's only going to end in tears and he is only the imposter and he is only the imposter |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
We stood there in the courthouse room so close but far apart
You brought along the lawyer and I brought a broken heart The judge pronounced the words the way you wanted him to do You changed your name from Brown to Jones and mine from Brown to Blue I couldn't help my tears from falling on the courtroom floor My love, they took away my right to love you anymore My world just seemed to stop as I stood there so close to you You changed your name from Brown to Jones and mine from Brown to Blue The judge forgot to tell me how I'd live my life alone What I would do without you after loving you so long He didn't seem to care that I'm still in love with you You changed your name from Brown to Jones and mine from Brown to Blue I couldn't help my tears from falling on the courtroom floor My love, they took away my right to love you anymore My world just seemed to stop as I stood there so close to you You changed your name from Brown to Jones and mine from Brown to Blue |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Up above me are the skies
Like the twinkle in your eyes Blue must be the colour of the blues In the mail, the letters came But you can't pay for love the same Blue must be the colour of the blues The bluebird singin' in the trees Seems to sympathize with me 'Cause he's not singin' like he used to do Pretty waters in the sea Feel as cold as you left me Blue must be the colour of the blues Blue days come and blue days go The way I feel, nobody knows Life is finally empty without you There's a blue note in each song That I sing since you've been gone Blue must be the colour of the blues |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down
They say you only live to see the lights of town I wasted my time when I would try, try, try 'Cause when the lights have lost their glow, you'll cry, cry, cry Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone And you'll wake up some cold day and find you're alone You'll come to me but I'm gonna tell you bye, bye, bye When I turn around and walk away, you'll cry, cry, cry You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone When everyone's forgotten and you're on your own You're gonna cry, cry, cry I lie awake at night and wait till you come in You stay a little while and then you're gone again Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry When your fickle little love gets old, no one will care for you You'll come back to me for a little love that's true I'll tell you no and you're gonna ask me why, why, why When I remind you of all of this, you'll cry, cry, cry You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll want me there It'll hurt when you think of the fool you've been You're gonna cry, cry, cry |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Here I am late again for the last time
And like I promised, I just told her goodbye Please believe me 'cause this time, it's really over And darling, you know I wouldn't lie Didn't I come and tell you about her How temptation lured she and I Now I know it was only fascination And darling, you know I wouldn't lie I had to let her down easy as slow as I could After all, she's got feelings too But it took a little longer than I thought it would But this time, she knows we're really through She wanted to hold me forever And this lipstick shows her final try And these tears on my shoulder are proof that she failed And darling, you know I wouldn't lie |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick
On the cigarettes there in the ashtray Lyin' cold the way you left 'em, But at least your lips caressed them While you packed Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee That you poured and didn't drink But at least you thought you wanted it, Tat's so much more than I can say for me What a good year for the roses Many blooms still linger there The lawn could stand another mowin' Funny I don't even care As you turn to walk away As the door behind you closes The only thing I have to say It's been a good year for the roses After three full years of marriage, It's the first time that you haven't made the bed I guess the reason we're not talkin', Tere's so little left to say we haven't said While a million thoughts go racin' through my mind I find I haven't said a word From the bedroom the familiar sound Of a baby's cryin' goes unheard What a good year for the roses Many blooms still linger there The lawn could stand another mowin' Funny I don't even care As you turn to walk away As the door behind you closes The only thing I have to say It's been a good year for the roses |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
I got the picture that you gave to me
And it's signed with love, just like it used to be The only thing different, the only thing new I got the picture, he's got you I got the records that we used to share And they still sound the same, as when you were here The only thing different, the only thing new I got the records, he's got you I got your memory, or has it got me? I really don't know, but I know it won't let me be I got your class ring that proves you care And it still looks the same as when you gave it dear The only thing different, the only thing new I got these little things, he's got you I got your memory, or has it got me? I really don't know, but I know it won't let me be I got the picture that you gave to me And it's signed with love, just like it used to be The only thing different, the only thing new I got these little things, he's got you |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Come into this house and stop that yakity yak
'Cause your sugar-daddy don't want no talkin' back You keep on babblin', talkin' 'bout this and that I got news for ya baby, you ain't nothin' but an alley cat Turn off the waterworks baby, they don't move me no more I'm leavin' this town, ain't comin' back no more Honey hush Come into this house and stop that yakity yak You're makin' me nervous and I'm holdin' a baseball bat Hi-ho, hi-ho silver Hi-ho, hi-ho silver away |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Who do you see when you turn your eyes down?
Who do you see when I'm not seeing you? The news is out all over town and all these girls Are taking turns at being you Chorus: Well, well, well You'd better make up your mind Honey, are you straight or are you blind? She's coming in between us you know that she is I'm not holding on to her but one of us is My hands are in my pocket, my face is in a book She could walk 'round naked and I wouldn't sneak a look Chorus Honey are you straight or are you blind? She walked in and your eyes flew out the door You squeezed my hand 'til the circulation ceases She's just a doll like so many more She's the kind of doll that you'd like to pull to pieces Chorus Well, well, well You'd better make up your mind Honey are you straight or are you blind? |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Darling, there is one thing I must tell you, you must know
It's so hard to say the words I feel This fancy that I'm on's been going on too long It's time to stop pretending things are real 'Cause I've been living deep in sin, I've been living blind And I just don't know what's right or wrong To take a chance on losing you is such a silly thing to do A chance I might wake up and find you gone Blue, so blue, my love is burning blue Any private flame could be a lie Blue, so blue, my love still burns for you But I know I'll only make you cry A thief can only steal from you He cannot break your heart He can never touch the precious things inside Someone like you should surely be Miles and miles away from me Then you'd never care how much I lied So try to understand the pain It takes so long when I explain Please don't you forget how much I lied How much I lied |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
You may be sweet and nice
That won't keep you warm at night 'Cause I'm the one who taught you how To do the things you're doing now He may feel all your charms He may hold you in his arms But I'm the one who let you in I was right beside you then Once upon a time You let me feel you deep inside And nobody knew, nobody saw Do you remember the way you cried? I'm your toy, I'm your old boy But I don't want no one but you to love me Oh I wouldn't lie You know I'm not that kind of guy Once upon a time You let me feel you deep inside And nobody knew, nobody saw Do you remember the way you cried? I'm your toy, I'm your old boy But I don't want no one but you to love me Oh I wouldn't lie You know I'm not that kind of guy Tonight The Bottle Let Me Down Tonight the bottle let me down It let your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down I've always had a bottle I could turn to And lately I've been turnin' every day But the wine don't take effect the way it used to And I'm hurtin' in old familiar ways Tonight the bottle let me down It let your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down Each night I leave the bar room when it's over Not feeling any pain at closing time But tonight your memory found me much too sober I can't drink enough to keep you off my mind Tonight the bottle let me down It let your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
You may be sweet and nice
That won't keep you warm at night 'Cause I'm the one who taught you how To do the things you're doing now He may feel all your charms He may hold you in his arms But I'm the one who let you in I was right beside you then Once upon a time You let me feel you deep inside And nobody knew, nobody saw Do you remember the way you cried? I'm your toy, I'm your old boy But I don't want no one but you to love me Oh I wouldn't lie You know I'm not that kind of guy Once upon a time You let me feel you deep inside And nobody knew, nobody saw Do you remember the way you cried? I'm your toy, I'm your old boy But I don't want no one but you to love me Oh I wouldn't lie You know I'm not that kind of guy Tonight The Bottle Let Me Down Tonight the bottle let me down It let your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down I've always had a bottle I could turn to And lately I've been turnin' every day But the wine don't take effect the way it used to And I'm hurtin' in old familiar ways Tonight the bottle let me down It let your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down Each night I leave the bar room when it's over Not feeling any pain at closing time But tonight your memory found me much too sober I can't drink enough to keep you off my mind Tonight the bottle let me down It let your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
I might say that I don't care
Hold my head up in the air Even tell my friends I'm glad that you don't call But when the day is through That's when my heartaches start anew And that's when I miss you most of all And my arms keep reaching for you And my eyes keep searching for you And my lips keep calling for you And my shoes keep walking back to you No matter how much I pretend I wish I had you back again 'Cause nothin' means half as much as you My world just seemed to die The day you said goodbye And I can't forget no matter what I do And my arms keep reaching for you And my eyes keep searching for you And my lips keep calling for you And my shoes keep walking back to you |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Can Mary fry some fish, mama
I'm as hungry as can be Oh lord, how I wish, mama You could stop the baby cryin' 'Cause my head is killing me I saw my ex again last night mama She was at the dance at Miller's store She was with that Jackie White mama I killed them both And they're buried under Jacob's sycamore You think I'm psycho don't you mama I didn't mean to break your cup You think I'm psycho don't you mama You better let 'em lock me up Oh, don't hand me Johnny's pup mama As I might squeeze him too tight I'm havin' crazy dreams again mama So let me tell you 'bout last night I woke up in Johnny's room mama Standing right there by his bed With my hands around his throat mama Wishing both of us were dead You think I'm psycho don't you mama I just killed Johnny's pup You think I'm psycho don't you mama You'd better let 'em lock me up Oh you recall that little girl mama I believe her name was Betty Clark Oh don't tell me that she's dead mama 'Cause I just saw her in the park We were sitting on a bench mama Thinking of a game to play Seems I was holding a wrench mama Then my mind just walked away You think I'm psycho don't you mama I didn't mean to break your cup You think I'm psycho don't you mama Mama why don't you get up? |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
I got loaded last night on a bottle of gin
And I had a fight with my best girlfriend When I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend So please baby wait for me until they let me out again I know the same thing has happened before And each time it happens, I hate it more & more When I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend So please baby wait for me until they let me out again I spent a whole lotta time sittin' & thinkin' Sittin' & just thinkin' 'bout you If I didn't spend so much time sittin' & drinkin' We'd still have the love I thought we knew I won't promise the same thing won't happen again But I can promise, it'll be a long, long time till then 'Cause when I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend So please baby wait for me until they let me out again |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
I got loaded last night on a bottle of gin
And I had a fight with my best girlfriend When I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend So please baby wait for me until they let me out again I know the same thing has happened before And each time it happens, I hate it more & more When I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend So please baby wait for me until they let me out again I spent a whole lotta time sittin' & thinkin' Sittin' & just thinkin' 'bout you If I didn't spend so much time sittin' & drinkin' We'd still have the love I thought we knew I won't promise the same thing won't happen again But I can promise, it'll be a long, long time till then 'Cause when I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend So please baby wait for me until they let me out again |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
We used to go out walkin' hand in hand
You told me all the big things you had planned It wasn't long till all your dreams came true Success put me in second place with you You have no time to love me anymore Since fame & fortune knocked upon our door I spend all my evenings all alone Success has made a failure of our home If we could spend an evening now & then Perhaps we'd find true happiness again You never hold me like you used to do It's funny what success has done for you You have no time to love me anymore Since fame & fortune knocked upon our door I spend all my evenings all alone Success has made a failure of our home |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Sweet dreams of you, every night I go through
I should hate you girl the whole night through Instead I'm having sweet dreams all about you You don't love me it's plain I should have known you'd never share my name Why can't I forget you girl, start loving someone new? Instead I'm having sweet dreams all about you Why can't I forget my past, start loving someone new? Instead I'm having sweet dreams all about you Sweet dreams of you, every night I go through I should hate you girl the whole night through Instead I'm having sweet dreams all about you |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
I know the name on the tip of your tongue
And I know that accusing look Everybody knows I've been so wrong That's the problem and here's the hook Tears before bedtime There'll be trouble tonight I don't want to talk about it anymore I don't want to have another fight I don't want to talk I don't want to fight How wrong can I be before I am right For the tears that you boo hoo hoo hoo There can be no defence You say you'll forgive and forget But it's only a pretence Either you can leave the past behind Or give me something to disconnect my mind I sleep with my fists clenched tight When I don't lie awake all night I guess time gave up the ghost too late And the balance of our love Very soon turns to hate Darling your suspiciousness Tortures me at night But I can't excuse the cruel words That I use whenever we fight (chorus) |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Don't wait for the telephone if you want a call from me
There won't be anymore, there won't be anymore And don't wait for the mailman if you want a letter from me There won't be anymore, there won't be anymore All the love we had until you turn back And it broke my lovin' heart in two When you're heart is breakin' and you want some lovin' from me There won't be anymore, it won't be like before It won't be like before, there just won't be anymore All the love we had until you turn back And it broke my lovin' heart in two When you're heart is breakin' and you want some lovin' from me There won't be anymore, it won't be like before It won't be like before, there just won't be anymore |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Tonight the bottle let me down
It let your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down I've always had a bottle I could turn to And lately I've been turnin' every day But the wine don't take effect the way it used to And I'm hurtin' in old familiar ways Tonight the bottle let me down It let your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down Each night I leave the bar room when it's over Not feeling any pain at closing time But tonight your memory found me much too sober I can't drink enough to keep you off my mind Tonight the bottle let me down It let your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
I can tell somewhere there's someone you love more than me
Someone you love more than me And it hurts to say it that you have a right to be free I know that's the way it should be Oh but I'm too far gone Too far gone I know I've loved you too much for too long And I'm too far gone If ever your new love should hurt you or make you feel blue Hurt you or make you feel blue Just remember your old love will still be around loving you I'll be around loving you Oh 'cause I'm too far gone Too far gone I know I've loved you too much for too long And I'm too far gone |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
Why don't you love me like you used to do?
How come you treat me like a worn out shoe? My hair is still curly and my eyes are still blue Why don't you love me like you used to do? Ain't had no lovin' like a-huggin' and a-kissin' in a long, long while We don't get nearer, further, closer than a country mile Why don't you be the sort you used to be? How come you find so many faults with me? I'm the same old trouble that you've always been through Why don't you love me like you used to do? Ain't had no lovin' like a-huggin' and a-kissin' in a long, long while We don't get nearer, further, closer than a country mile Why don't you spark me like you used to do? Say sweet nothings like you used to coo Somebody's changed, so let me give you a clue Why don't you love me like you used to do? |
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from Elvis Costello - Almost Blue (1981)
You tell me you married an angel
She's made heaven out of your home You say there couldn't be rainbows in heaven 'Cause she's brought you happiness that you've never known You may hate me for what I've to tell you But you'll thank me for setting you right While you work to keep angels in heaven Your angel steps out of heaven each night Her heaven's not the same as you're living in It's any place where there's music and a free drink from him So call her your angel, I won't say you're not right But your angel steps out of heaven each night |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
I have to say that we should finish it now Before we weaken ?cause we already know this is wrong I could give in, sometimes I think that I will Despite the temptation I try to be very strong In my reluctance seems a surprise It's not ?cause I don't want you But I just Know I must... hesitate Because I still have that other girl In my head I still have that other girl in my head There may be ugly rumors that I have been lying There may be angry tears, but They're never worth the crying That is why Sometimes I... hesitate Because I still have that other girl In my head I still have that other girl in my head I still have that other girl in my head |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
I know That is where you'll find me Even though you didn't have to remind me I shut out the lights Your eyes adjust They'll never be the same You know I love you so Lets start again Since you put me down It seems I've been very gloomy You may laugh, but pretty girls look right through me They don't sense the faintest glimmering That is the torch I bear There's light enough for me to find my way But I only have to tell myself that by now You could be with someone else Is there light beneath your door and Laughter from within? Do your friends come around Saying, "Try to find another lover"? He won't love you like I do In the darkest place I'm lost I have abandoned every hope Maybe you'll understand I must Shut out the light Your eyes adjust They'll never be the same You know I love you so Lets start again Do your friends come around Saying, "Try to find another lover"? He won't love you like I do In the darkest place That is where you'll find me In the darkest place That is where you'll find me |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
When I go to sleep, you become my thief Why don't you steal what you can keep? But you won't let me be You break into my dreams And every day seems different Sometimes I pretend you'll come back again And you'll console the heart you stole Have pity on the man Who knows that you have gone And has begun to break down I feel almost possessed So long as I don't lose this glorious distress then You can take all I have left I know it's over If you can't be my lover Be my thief I'm so drowsy now, I'll unlock the door What fades in time will hurt much more So here's that happy scene Where you come back to me It's only found in fiction I feel almost possessed So long as I don't lose this glorious distress then You can take all I have left I know it's over If you can't be my lover Be my thief "I didn't lead you on, But there will always be A little larceny in everyone So hush and don't you cry I'm trying to be kind Because I have a perfect alibi" |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
Such a picture of loveliness Didn't you notice the resemblance? Doesn't it look like she could speak? Those eyes I tried to capture They are lost to me now forever They smile for someone else Funny, how looks can be deceiving But she's not easily Painted from memory You'd think that I would know by now Those eyes I tried to capture They are lost to me now forever They smile for someone else And so this had to be Painted from memory She is gone, and I must accept it She is lost to me now But I can't look away just yet though She smiles for someone else And so this had to be Painted from memory Funny, now I can see How looks can be deceiving And so this had to be Painted from memory Funny, now I can see How looks can be deceiving |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
On a hot city day When your white shirt turns to grey That's when she'll arrive When you look how you feel Someone steps upon your heel That's when she will come Listen now I'm not saying that there will be violins But don't be surprised if they appear Playing in some doorway Still I can't believe that this is happening We're such unlikely lovers Though no one seems to notice as they hurry by Ask me what I'm thinking, and I won't deny it Can you believe it's happening? Can you believe it's happening? There were no magic spells You can keep the flowers and bells They just don't seem right Can it actually be? Me and you and you and me Though we're like day and night Listen now I'm not saying that there will be violins But don't be surprised if they appear Playing in some doorway Still I can't believe that this is happening We're such unlikely lovers Though no one seems to notice as they hurry by Ask me what I'm feeling, and I won't deny it Can you believe it's happening? I am bewildered Can you believe it's happening? Somebody help me Can you believe it's happening |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
Think back now when we were young There were always tears at the birthday party You know how children can be So cruel That's how it starts, but What if we never learn how to behave? I did something, and you never forgave me I never thought that it could be like this But now I see I see you share your cake with him Unwrapping presents that I should have sent What can I do? Must I watch you? Close the door, dim the lights, blow out the candles So Happy Birthday again And it's the same every year Seems that I remember it as something more, but You know how children can grow So strange I still adore you What if we never learn from our mistakes? But then, you'll never know how my heart aches I never thought that it would be like this But now I see I see you share your cake with him Unwrapping presents that I should have sent What can I do? Must I watch you? Close the door, dim the lights, blow out the candles So Happy Birthday again Close the door, dim the lights, blow out the candles So Happy Birthday again One day I know he'll forget To pay you the compliments you're after You'll hang your sad, aching head Behind a brittle smile or a shrill of laughter What if we only get what we deserve? Somehow I couldn't quite summon the nerve Upon each anniversary Then do you ever think of me? Unwrapping presents that I should have sent What can I do? Must I watch you? Close the door, dim the lights, blow out the candles So Happy Birthday again Close the door, dim the lights, blow out the candles So Happy Birthday again Close the door, dim the lights, blow out the candles So Happy Birthday again Close the door, dim the lights, blow out the candles So Happy Birthday again |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
Did somebody try to catch your eye And almost change your sad expression? Did somebody's hand linger too long? Must I now make my confession? But you'll never know What suspicion is Until you lie awake And every night you ask yourself "What am I to do?" Can it be so hard to calculate? When three goes into two There's nothing left over How's it gonna feel? This time it's real It's not a temporary fracture This is what you get, the stage is set For you and your attempted rapture Is he gonna smile That indulgent smile When you come running home? And every night you ask yourself, "What am I to do?" Can it be so hard to calculate? When three goes into two There's nothing left over What am I gonna say? You turn away And you leave me here despairing What am I going to do? I look at you You seem to be so long past caring Did somebody say, "Can we still be friends?" Only to find out now that it's a joke So ask yourself, "What am I to do?" Can it be so hard to calculate? When three goes into two There's nothing left over Did somebody say, "Can we still be friends?" Did somebody say, "Can we still be friends?" Did somebody say, "Can we still be friends?" Did somebody say, "Can we still be friends?" Did somebody say, "Can we still be friends?" Did somebody say, "Can we still be friends?" |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
You only saw red After I said, "How can we continue?" Hidden from your view In the blue corner that I painted myself into Then we started to fight And it changed everything Here's the ring You dropped the band, I can't understand it Not after all we've been through Words start to fly, my glass jaw and I Will find one to walk right into You knocked me out It was the sweetest punch The bell goes... I can hear it ringing, but I didn't see it coming We all say things we don't mean You can't take it back Now the room is spinning, but was I the last to notice? I can see I'll never win So if you're going Then you better go to him Then you better go to him I only saw stars I dropped my guard, and that's how it ended What was I to do In the blue corner where I seemed to hang suspended? Then with seconds to go You delivered the blow Here I go You dropped the band, I can't understand it Not after all we've been through Words start to fly, my glass jaw and I Will find one to walk right into You knocked me out It was the sweetest punch The bell goes... I can hear it ringing, but I didn't see it coming We all say things we don't mean You can't take it back Now the room is spinning, but was I the last to notice? I can see I'll never win So if you're going Then you better go to him Then you better go to him |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
These rooms play tricks upon you Remember when they were always filled with laughter? But now they're quite deserted They seem to just echo voices raised in anger Maybe you will see my face Reflected there on the pane In the window of our poor Forlorn and broken home Still this house is empty now There's nothing I can do To make you want to stay So tell me how Am I supposed to live without you? These walls were lined with pictures Remember the glass we charged in celebration? But now I fill my life up With all that I can to deaden this sensation Do you recognize the face Fixed in that fine silver frame Were you really so unhappy then? You never said So this house is empty now There's nothing I can do To make you want to stay So tell me how Am I supposed to live without you? Oh, if I could just become forgetful When night seems endless Does the extinguished candle care About the darkness? It's funny how my mem?ry Will bring you so close then make you disappear Meanwhile all our friends must choose Who they will favour, who they will lose Hang the garland high or close the door And throw away the key This house is empty now There's no one living here You have to care about This house is empty now There's nothing I can do To make you want to stay So tell me how Am I supposed to live without you? This house is empty now There's no one living here You have to care about This house is empty now There's nothing I can do To make you want to stay So tell me how Am I supposed to live without you |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
All through the night you telephoned I saw the light blinking red Beside the cradle But you don't know how far I've gone Now I must live with the lie That I made But if I call, I know I won't have to say it You'll hear my voice - something is bound to betray it But do people living in Toledo Know that their name hasn't travelled very well? And does anybody in Ohio Dream of that Spanish citadel? But it's no use saying that I love you And how that girl really didn't mean a thing to me For if anyone should look into your eyes It's not forgiveness that they're gonna see You hear her voice - "How could you do that?" You hear her voice - "How could you do that?" So I walked outside in the bright Sunshine and lovers pass by Smiling and joking But they don't know the fool I was Why should they care what was lost What was broken? But if I call, I know I won't have to say it You'll hear my voice - something is bound to betray it But do people living in Toledo Know that their name hasn't travelled very well? And does anybody in Ohio Dream of that Spanish citadel? But it's no use saying that I love you And how that girl really didn't mean a thing to me For if anyone should look into your eyes It's not forgiveness that they're gonna see But do people living in Toledo Know that their name hasn't travelled very well? And does anybody in Ohio Dream of that Spanish citadel? But we still have Florence, Alabama We don't have Paris, and we don't have Rome |
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from Elvis Costello - Painted From Memory (1998)
What's her name today? What's her name today? She could be anyone I might have known you'd leave her crying What's her name again? You should be ashamed How could you treat her so unspeakably? Or did you think she was a different girl? For as the radio played in the bedroom wall What was that name you called her? Was she the one who took away your pride And your reason? Oh, why did you decide that You'd punish any girl you meet To try and make that feeling go away? What's her name today? What's her name today? Is her hair hanging down? Or maybe it's fixed with a ribbon Are her eyes still blue? Should she trust in you? Because it's a lonely world She wants to believe for a while in all the things you say But as the radio played in the bedroom wall What was that name you called her? Isn't her smile reminiscent of someone else? Well, is it or isn't it? Oh, why did you decide that You'd punish any girl you meet To try and make that feeling go away? What's her name today? Is she going to stay So you can ruin her? And soon she'll be twisted in chiffon Dress her like a doll String her like a pearl She hears peals of bells, but it's hard to tell Now that she's hung up like a chandelier What's her name? What's her name? What's her name today |
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from Notting Hill (노팅 힐) [ost] (1999)
She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to pay She may be the song that summer sings May be the chill that autumn brings May be a hundred different things Within the measure of a day She may be the beauty or the beast May be the famine or the feast May turn each day in to a heaven or a hell She may be the mirror of my dreams Her smile reflected in a stream She may not be what she would seem Inside her shell She would always seem so happy ln a crowd Whose eyes can be so bright and so proud No one's allowed to see them when they cry She may be the love that cannot hope to last May come to me from shadows of the past But I'll remember 'til the day I die She may be the reason I survive The why and where for I'm alive The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears And make them all my souvenirs The way she goes that, got to be The meaning of my life is she She, she |
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from Gloomy Sunday (글루미 선데이) by Detlef Petersen [ost] (2000)
비극의 곡이라 몇몇 국가에서는 심지어 한때 재생금지 유통금지 시켰다는 Gloomysunday. 슬픈마음이 너무 잘 표현되 듣는사람마저 심각한 우울증을 일으켯다는 깊은 이야기가있는 곡을
엘비스 코스텔로만의 색깔로 다시표현했다. 노래를 들어보면 노팅힐 주제가 'SHE'를 불럿던 사람과 같은 사람인가가 의심스러울정도로 슬픈 마음을 잘 표현한 곡이다. Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not when the black coach of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thought of ever returning you Would they be angry if I thought of joining you? Gloomy Sunday Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all My heart and I have decided to end it all Soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad, I know Let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go Death is no dream, for in death I am caressing you With the last breath of my heart I'll be blessing you Gloomy Sunday Dreaming, I was only dreaming I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, deep Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you My heart is telling you how much I wanted you Gloomy Sunday |
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from The Family Man (패밀리 맨) by Danny Elfman [ost] (2000)
There is a place
Underneath the staircase Where I keep the evidence Of what once would offer peace In a deep blue velvet box filled with joy and pride Should I pick the locks? Should I peek inside? Can I stand the sight of those happy days? Should I strike a match, burn them all away? Cos you stole my bell And you broke my chime And the clock spins round but it won't keep time There are many lovely girls in this cold and loveless world But not one is the equal of you, heaven knows how much I love you (x2) So here we are But it's not quite like we thought Those things were priceless then Now I know they can't be bought In a deep blue velvet box fastened with a pin Should I lift the lid? Should I look within? Was it my last chance or my first mistake? Is it just a step that we'll never take? Cos you stole my bell And you broke my chime And the clock spins round but it won't keep time There are many lovely girls in this cold and loveless world But not one is the equal of you, heaven knows how much I love you (x3) |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
If only dust could talk What would we hear it say? Before it's brushed aside Just as it's swept away It's just the evidence It's of no consequence It's only flesh and bone Why don't we leave it alone? If only dust could gather into lines of chalk Around a silhouette detective fiction walks For it's the only witness that can testify Can I spit out the truth? Or would you rather just swallow a lie? Why did they dam the land? How did they flood the plain? Did they erase the name? And wipe away the stain You kept your mouth well shut Appeared to turn your coat Now there's a name for you but it's stuck in my throat If dust could only mutter Or in laughter trill If it could warn and whisper from the windowsill But it's the only witness that can testify Can I split out the truth? Or would you rather just swallow a lie? Here comes the juggernaut Here come The Poisoners They choke the life and land And rob the joy from us Why do they taste of sugar? Oh, when they're made of money Here come the Lamb of God And the butcher's boy, sonny If dust could only gather in the needle track Then it would skip a beat and it would jump right back If dust could only gather in a needle track Then it would skip a beat And all the sense I lack |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
15 Petals One for every year I spent with you Jewels and precious metals will never do I love you twisted And I love you straight Id write it down but I cant concentrate Words wont obey they do as they please And all I am left with are these... 15 Petals One for every year I spent with you Jewels and precious metals will never do The thorn is blunted The perfume will fade I stand where sun is set I crave the shade Down in the tavern with Mary and Jane Palms reached for alms as they throw 15 Petals... One for every hour that were apart Tears and useless battles Ill never start Mussolini highway Theres a frankincense tree I picked some up there to carry with me You take me to places where Id never go I love you more than you know 15 Petals Scattered in the path where you will tread 15 Petals Of vivid red One wine-bar vamp with the polythene face Ein Panzer Kommander with no hair in place The crowded battallions drilled holes in the square |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
Bells are chiming for victory Theres a page back in history 45 They came back to the world that they fought for Didnt turn out just like they thought 45 Here is a song to sing to do the measuring What do you lose, what do you gain, what do you win? Nine years later a child is born Theres a record, so you put it on 45 Nine years more, if were lucky now Nine-year-old puts his money down 45 Every scratch. every click, every heartbeat Every breath that I held for you 45 Theres a stack of shellac and vinyl Which is yours now and which is mine? 45 Bass and treble heal every hurt Theres a rebel in a nylon shirt But the words are a mystery, Ive heard Til you turn it down to 33 and 13 Cos it helps with the elocution Corporations turn revolutions 45 So dont just weep and shed Just change your name instead What do you lose when it all goes to your head? I heard something peculiar said: Perhaps hes got a shot and now hes dead 45 Bells are chiming and tears are falling It creeps up on you without a warning 45 Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat Every breath that I bless Id be lost, I confess 45 |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
You did it 'cause you wanted Alibi, alibi And you took it Cause you need it Alibi, alibi But if I've done something wrong there's no "ifs and buts" 'Cause I love you just as much as I hate your guts Alibi, alibi, alibi... And you don't need anybody Alibi, alibi But you are the only one that knows this Alibi, alibi You deserve it 'cause you're special Alibi, alibi Maybe Jesus wants you for a sunbeam Alibi, alibi But if I've left something out I apologize But if you look in my eyes Then I'm sure you'll see... Alibis, alibis, alibis... Sometimes I'm so forgiving Everything seems bad to me But I can't go on living With this alibi, alibi, alibi... "Insane," what a mundane Alibi, alibi And you only wanted to be famous Alibi, alibi Sorry, but your mommy doesn't love you Alibi, alibi Stop me if you've heard this... Alibi, alibi But if I've done something right then don't be surprised There are soldiers who will kill but refuse to die But if I've done something wrong there's no "ifs and buts" 'Cause I love you just as much as I hate your guts Alibi, alibi, alibi, alibi... You were weak... You couldn't help it Alibi, alibi But you never had a pony Alibi, alibi And you don't need anybody Alibi, alibi But you are the only one that knows this Alibi, alibi You deserve it 'cause you're special Alibi, alibi Maybe Jesus wants you for a sunbeam Alibi, alibi And you're such a people person Alibi, alibi And I will be true to you forever Alibi, alibi But you're stupid and you're lazy Alibi, alibi Maybe we can make the future better Alibi, alibi And you don't need anybody Alibi, alibi But you are the only one that knows this Alibi, alibi You deserve it 'cause you're special Alibi, alibi Maybe Jesus wants you for a sunbeam Alibi, alibi Sometimes I'm so forgiving Everything seems bad to me But I can't go on living With this alibi, alibi, alibi... You were happy when you were poor And more honest and that's your... Alibi, ali |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
There is a button and there's a switch There is a needle and there's a dial There is a lever I want to lift And still you treat me like I'm a child Daddy can I turn this? Daddy can I turn this? Will it be very dangerous? Or will it taste nice? You wash your hands with perfume and spice I'll tell you when I want your advice Daddy can I turn this? Daddy can I turn this? Is anybody acting your age? You got a girl you keep in a cage You give her present after a while A birthday cake containing a file Daddy can I turn this? Daddy can I turn this? The flashing lights go running 'round and 'round It spits out money It tastes like honey So drink it down It leaves the slightest chemical taste It could be most unfortunate Earrings that jangle before they're seen She slaps your face like a tambourine Daddy can I turn this? Daddy can I turn this? Daddy can I turn this? Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
Sugar cube drop into a yellow cup What makes the world just waking up Revolve? Dissolve Who know where on earth it's going to stop? I can't hear you 'cos we're breaking up Dissolve And the stones in the track make work for the mechanic The birds all fly from the branches in a panic And a back-fire echoes down the hillside As the last headline report dies Dissolve Ice is melting a the distant Pole The gin and tonic glasses overflow Dissolve The precious little else that I could say Your stupid tear of laughter washed away Dissolve While the poisonous light pours from the picture palace And it flickers on, tries so hard to be scandalous A child keeps beating on a toy drum And the tablets dropped on your tongue Dissolve "So salute me in moving frame" "I might not be there when you look again" The mourning border card behind the clock The hour that he passed, unwound and stopped Dissolve |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
If dust could only talk What would we hear it say? Before it's brushed aside Just as it's swept away It's just the evidence It's of no consequence It's only flesh and bone Why don't you leave it alone? If dust could only speak Caught in a falling beam If dust could only cry If dust could only scream For it's the single witness that might testify Could I spit out the truth? Or would you rather just swallow a lie? But dust is always caught behind a coat of pain Beneath the marble fingernails of kings and saints And in the theatre curtain where they hang a drape Or in the ticket pocket where your hands escape Before they start to wander Or they start to shrink You rub your eye a little and appear to blink And then she caught you staring She knows what you're thinking What got into you is not a ghost as such It was just dust Here comes the juggernaut Here come The Poisoners They choke the life and land And rob the joy from us Why do they taste of sugar? Oh, when they're made of money Here come the Lamb of God And the butcher's boy, Sonny Well, I believe we just Become a speck of dust |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
I spy for the "Spirit of Curiosity" All the scandals of each vain monstrosity I gossip and I pry and I insinuate If the failure is great Then it tends to fascinate A tornado dropped a funnel cloud with twenty tons of rain Though she had the attention span of warm cellophane Her lovers fell like skittles in a 10-pin bowling lane But nothing could compare with the explosion of fame So you jumped back with alarm Every Elvis has his army Every rattlesnake his charm Can you still hear me? Am I coming through just fine? Your memory was buried in simple box of pine Did her green eyes seduce you and make you get so weak? Was there fire engine red that she left upon your cheek? It's such a shame you had to break the heart You could have counted on but the last thing you need is another Episode of blonde Revolving like a jeweller's figure on a music box Spangled curtain parted and night-club scene unlocks Pinned and fixed and fastened in a follow spot Arms thrown out to everyone, she's giving all she's got To the last gasp of a wounded bandeon Tiny man imploring to the ceiling fan This stolen feeling Amplified up through a busted speaker Blaring, blasting, advertising, distorted beyond reason Into the street where petty crime-coats shadow panic drunkards, Half out of the taxi cab the barker seized my elbow He thought I was another lonely, likely pilgrim looking for St. Telmo Repeat chorus I tried to keep a straight face but you know it never pays He would stare into those eyes and then vacation in her gaze She was a cute little ruin that he pulled out of the rubble Now they are both living in a soft soap bubble The film producer's con |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
This is a calling card Maybe it will be a farewell note The poison fountain pen now requires the antidote But if I avert your gaze And I should become a shrinking flower Just punch me on the arm This could be our finest hour 'Til now this was my view But I'm counting on you How am I ever going got make you see? Nothing in this ugly world comes easily I want you to be My lovely hooligan Come by and smash my pane 'Til I can see right though My little blue window This is a fingerprint Maybe you will feel a fond caress But when you start to speak Are you tempted to confess? Well, I was a gloomy soul Never thought I see a brighter day The dark interior Blows those silver clouds away 'Til now this was my view But I'm counting on you How am I ever going got make you see? Nothing in this ugly world comes easily I want you to be My lovely hooligan Come by and smash my pane 'Til I can see right though My little blue window |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
Signal fading, listen to what I'm saying Testing, testing This better be worth all of the breath I'm wasting Maintaining radio silence from now on Barricaded in the talk radio station Hostage taken The red "On Air" light shines on Something cheaper that passes for free speech Will have to do Hear him coming through loud and clear Trickling in your ear He'll tell you anything you want to hear The tape starts running He's going to tell you something The strings start strumming Another humdrum conundrum Signing off now Maintaining radio silence from now on But there's one thing I should have said "The hostage will end up dead" It's just a comedy The hostage is me So pay the ransom Beyond the run-out groove Get my wife down here A helicopter on the roof No police marksman Maintaining radio silence from now on Mystery voices Drowned out by too much choice That's not to mention The sad waste of this wonderful invention Maintaining radio silence from now on Libraries filled up with failed ideas There's nothing more for me there I trust in tender ink and gentle airs Do those drug dealers still polish women made of wax? Gangsters and world leaders Require the same protection from attack From this distance it's hard to tell the difference Between a king and a jack Between a poet and hack Maintaining radio silence from now on |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
Hang my head and shut my eyes What kind of justice is this? Fool I was, I thought that you fought fire with fire Got to me more than just a soul for hire Speaking for myself I wouldn't take the fame, the fees, the glory For whoring in the practice of the law I make my case stop and stutter Soul comes unglued from the uppers Blood is seeping in the hole A mother's eye is weeping I see every human kind And still the truth is distant I see every evil men do and desire Got to be more then just a soul for hire When it's time to give protection To the ones who need it most, who are desperate I get distracted from my job Streams of ink and piles of paper What are the breaks? Jump out the window? Parole? Escape? Blood is seeping in the hole A mother's eye is weeping Hang my head and shut my eyes I can't see justice twisted I see every evil men do and desire Got to be more than just a soul for hire When it's time to give protection To the ones who need it most, who are desperate I get distracted from my job Streams of ink and piles of paper To hand them over to dopers and kiddie-rapers Corrupt in every twisted grudge And that is just the judge Hang my head and shut my eyes What kind of justice it this? |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
I want a girl to make a mess To do no wrong she must confess And then perhaps hitch up her dress 'Cos when the flashbulbs explode She's such a sensitive soul I want a girl who is helpless and frail Who won't pull on my ponytail I want a girl who has no past She's made up now But that won't last 'Cos when she sits on my knee And then she whispers to me "Can't you see I could be I could be Your spooky girlfriend" The broken toys are all scattered in the attic Newspapers play with the words of the fanatic While the greeting cards are your most poetic lyric And the flat champagne is sweet sugar syrup I want to paint you with glitter and with dirt Picture you with innocence and hurt The shutter closes Exposes the shot She says, "Are you looking up my skirt?" When you say "No" She says "Why not?" I want a girl to turn my screw To wind my watch, to buckle my shoe And if she won't her mother will do But when she does as she's told We'll all turn platinum and gold But when she sits on my knee I hear her whispers to me "Can't you see?" "I could be your spooky girlfriend" |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
Hear silver trumpets will trill in Arabic streets of Seville Oranges roll in the gutter And you pick them up And peel back the skin To the red fruit within But the flavour is Tart And the flavour is Tart Is it something you crave? And you say that you only feel bitterness When you know it's a lie, lie, lie Wild with a blackberry bush There were blossoms of cherries to crush There, at the edge of the asphalt tempting fingertips They stain your hand, press too hard They'll colour your lips But the flavour is Tart And the flavour is Tart Is it something you crave? 'Cos you say that you only feel bitterness Would it kill you to show us a little sweetness? Repeat chorus Odd, where nothing else grows It was something like love that she chose Always a creature of habit When pity would do She wore down that heel with no feeling She kept on her shoes Repeat chorus Nylon was hung from a peg And a kohl black seam ran down her leg Fishermen look for their nets And send their regrets The bug lay there broken She spoke, "Is this some kind of joke?" But the flavour is Tart |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
Who dries your eyes when you cry real tears? Who knows or cares what an imitation is? Only you do You can paint his nails Make him wear high heels Why waste time altering the hemline? Or do you? Tear off your own head Tear off your own head It's a doll revolution You can bat your lashes You can cut your strings You can pull his hair with your moveable fingers It looks so real If one won't do it, so collect the set Dress him in pink ribbons Put him in a kitchenette How does this feel? Tear off your own head Tear off your own head It's a doll revolution What's that sound? It will turn you around It's a doll revolution They're taking over And they're tearing it down It's a doll revolution You can pull and pinch him 'Til he cries and squeals You can twist his body 'til it faces backwards Those plastic features You could make somebody a pretty little wife But don't let anybody tell you how to live your life Broken pieces Tear off your own head Tear off your own head It's a doll revolution Tear off your own head Revolution |
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from Elvis Costello - When I Was Cruel (2002)
I exit through the spotlight glare I stepped out into thin air Into a perfume so rarefied "Here comes the bride" Not quite aside, they snide "She's number four" "There's number three just by the door" Those in the know, don't even flatter her, They go one better "She was selling speedboats in a tradeshow when he met her" Look at her now She's starting to yawn She looks like she was born to it But it was so much easier When I was cruel She reaches out her arms to me Imploring: "Another melody?" So she can dance her husband out on the floor The captains of industry just lie there where they fall In eau-de-nil and pale carnation creation A satin sash and velvet elevation She straightens the tipsy head-dress of her spouse While her recalls a honey house There'll be no sorrows left to drown Early in the morning in your evening gown But it was so much easier When I was cruel The entrance hall was arranged with hostesses and ushers Who turned out to be the younger wives nursing schoolgirl crushes Parting the waves of those few feint friends Fingers once offered are now too heavy to extend The ghostly first wife glides up stage whispering to raucous talkers Spilling family secrets out to flunkeys and castrato walkers See that girl Watch that scene Digging the "Dancing Queen" Two newspaper editors like playground sneaks Running the book on which of them is going to last the week One of them calls to me And he says, "I know you" "You gave me this tattoo back in '82" "You were a spoilt child then with a record to plug" "And I was a shaven headed seaside thug" "Things haven't really chang |
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from Elvis Costello - Elvis Costello: Il Sogno (2004)
Through the sleepless nights
I cry for you And wonder who Is kissing you Oh, these sleepless nights Will brake my heart in two Somehow, through the day I don't give in I hide the tears That wait within Oh, these sleepless nights Will break my heart again Why did you go? Oh, why did you go? Don't you know, don't you know I need you? Through the sleepless nights I cry for you And wonder who Is kissing you Oh, these sleepless nights Will break my heart in two Oh, oh, oh, oh, these sleepless nights Will break my heart in two Oh, oh, oh, oh, these sleepless nights Will break my heart in two ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By BOUDLEAUX BRYANT, FELICE BRYANT <i>Lyrics © HOUSE OF BRYANT PUBLICATIONS</i> |
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Trackback from :: 자기만의 방 :: 2008-07-05 13:48:13
Subject : Elvis Costello - Favourite hour / God give me strength
