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The Loved Ones - Elvis Costello (埃尔维斯 科斯特洛)
Don't get smart or sarcastic
He snaps back just like elastic
Spare us the theatrics
And the verbal gymnastics
We break wise guys just like matchsticks
What would the loved ones say
Your pride and joy is all blown up
What would the loved ones say
The bride and boy are barely grown up
You're not my particular poison
I've got nothing against you myself
You could have been a danger
To the boys and girls
Now you're a danger to yourself
Oh what would the loved ones say
What would the loved ones say
Oh what would the loved ones say
What would the loved ones say
The ugly little dreams run round your bed
The ugly little scenes you get the needle
And no thread
They stitched you up this time
They say you'll do
They b**ch about your pretty face
Turning ugly on you
The butcher baker and the bassline maker
Say you can leave her I can take her
You spend your whole life
Like a minute or two later
One day its going to end sooner than greater
What would the loved ones say
He'll be remembered young and pretty
What would the loved ones say
Now he's a hit in every city
Now there's a name well never forget
There's one born every minute or two
Don't pin a medal on me yet
They might be waiting for you
What would the loved ones say
What would the loved ones say
What would the loved ones say
What would the loved ones say
