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Elvis Costello - Poor Napoleon
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I cant lie on this bed anymore it burns my skin You can take the truthful things youve said to me And put them on the head of a pin Poor napoleon You always look so disappointed when I take my stockings off Dont you know the facts of life, boy Dont you know what these things cost She was selling stolen kisses to travelling salesmen and minstrel singers You put a penny in the slot She called you her magic fingers Poor napoleon I bet she isnt all thats advertised I bet that isnt all she fakes Just like that place where they take your spine And turn it into soapflakes So good night little school boy, youd better learn some self control Did you mess up your hairstyle, pour scorn in your begging bowl Bare wires from the socket to the bed where you embraced that girl Did you ever think theres far too many people in the world? One day theyll probably make a movie out of all of this There wont even have to be a murder just a slow dissolving kiss
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