New Amsterdam

[ti:New Amsterdam] [ar:Elvis Costello] [al:The Very Best Of Elvis Costell] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Youre sending me tulips mistaken for lilies You give me your lip after punching me silly You turned my head till it rolled down the brain drain If I had any sense now I wouldnt want it back again New amsterdam its become much too much Till I have the possession of everything she touches Till I step on the brakes to get out of her clutches Till I speak double dutch to a real double duchess Down on the mainspring listen to the tick tock Clock all the faces that move in on your block Twice shy and dog tired because youve been bitten Everything you say now sounds like it was ghost-written Back in london theyll 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 of the old days of liverpool and rotherhithe The transparent people who live on the other side Living a life that is almost like suicide