Elvis Costello - Shot With His Own Gun текст песни

How does it feel now youve been undressed

By a man with a mind like the gutter press

So disappointed to find its no big sin

Lying skin to skin

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Shot with his own gun

Now dad is keeping mum

Shot with his own gun

Now somebody has to pay for the one who got away

Whats on his mind now is anyones guess

Losing his touch with each caress

Spending evry evening looking so appealing

He comes without warning

Leaves without feeling

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On your marks, man, ready, set

Lets get loaded and forget

The little corporal got in the way

And he got hit by an emotional ricochet

Its a bit more now than dressing up dolly

Playing house seems so melancholy

Chorus

Oh its too sad to be true

Your blue murders killing you