Elvis Costello & the Attractions - Crimes of Paris Lyrics

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Crimes of Paris

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What Are The Lyrics For Crimes of Paris By Elvis Costello & the Attractions?
I thought it was you and your optimist`s view of the clock
And how it`s always another day Just after twelve o`clock`s struck You said "Now I only want you so I don`t have to promise" But tiny children in grown-up clothes whispered all the Crimes of Paris [Chorus:] You`re not the girl next-door or a girl from France Or the cigarette-girl in the sizzle hot-pants All the words of love seem cruel and crass When you`re tough and transparent as armored glass You`re everywhere girl in an everyday mess Who`ll pay for the Crimes of Paris I heard that you fell for the "Hell or to Hammersmith Blues" In the tiny torn up pieces of his mind he`s irresistible too Now it`s hard to say now if he`s only stupid or smart When he crawled through the door And poured out more of his creeping-Jesus heart [Chorus:] And it`s all here and now She hit him with that paper-weight Eiffel Tower And I tried to hold on to you but I don`t know how And I find it hard to swallow good advice Like going down three times to only come up twice She`s so convenient, he`s always stiff as hair-lacquer It`s hard to discover now he`s in love with her It was her way of getting her own back You never did anything she couldn't do on her own You`re as good as your word and that`s no good to her You`d better leave that kitten alone [Chorus:] |
Who Wrote Crimes of Paris By Elvis Costello & the Attractions?
Elvis Costello
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What's The Duration Of The Crimes of Paris By Elvis Costello & the Attractions?The duration of Crimes of Paris is 4:19 minutes and seconds. |
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