Song | The Deportees Club |
Artist | Elvis Costello & the Attractions |
Album | Goodbye Cruel World |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill | |
Standing in the fibreglass ruins watching time stand still | |
All your troubles you confess | |
to another faceless backless dress | |
Schnapps chianti porter and ouzo | |
Pernod vodka sambuca I love you so | |
Deportee | |
Tatty beauty talking in riddles | |
Rome burns down everybody's on the fiddle | |
Two thousand dollars for wife and some class | |
A thousand years drowned in a chaser glass | |
How I wish that she was mine | |
I could have been a King in Six Eight Time | |
Schnapps chianti porter and ouzo | |
Pernod vodka sambuca I love you so | |
Deportee | |
It's a brittle charm but she's had enough | |
Still she wrote her number on his paper cuff | |
You don't know where to start or where to stop | |
All this pillow talk is nothing more than talking shop | |
When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing | |
They took my return ticket without me even knowing | |
I pray to the saints and all the martyrs | |
For the secret life of | |
Frank Sinatra | |
But none of these things have come to pass | |
In America the law is a piece of ass | |
I'm a deportee |
In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill | |
Standing in the fibreglass ruins watching time stand still | |
All your troubles you confess | |
to another faceless backless dress | |
Schnapps chianti porter and ouzo | |
Pernod vodka sambuca I love you so | |
Deportee | |
Tatty beauty talking in riddles | |
Rome burns down everybody' s on the fiddle | |
Two thousand dollars for wife and some class | |
A thousand years drowned in a chaser glass | |
How I wish that she was mine | |
I could have been a King in Six Eight Time | |
Schnapps chianti porter and ouzo | |
Pernod vodka sambuca I love you so | |
Deportee | |
It' s a brittle charm but she' s had enough | |
Still she wrote her number on his paper cuff | |
You don' t know where to start or where to stop | |
All this pillow talk is nothing more than talking shop | |
When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing | |
They took my return ticket without me even knowing | |
I pray to the saints and all the martyrs | |
For the secret life of | |
Frank Sinatra | |
But none of these things have come to pass | |
In America the law is a piece of ass | |
I' m a deportee |
In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill | |
Standing in the fibreglass ruins watching time stand still | |
All your troubles you confess | |
to another faceless backless dress | |
Schnapps chianti porter and ouzo | |
Pernod vodka sambuca I love you so | |
Deportee | |
Tatty beauty talking in riddles | |
Rome burns down everybody' s on the fiddle | |
Two thousand dollars for wife and some class | |
A thousand years drowned in a chaser glass | |
How I wish that she was mine | |
I could have been a King in Six Eight Time | |
Schnapps chianti porter and ouzo | |
Pernod vodka sambuca I love you so | |
Deportee | |
It' s a brittle charm but she' s had enough | |
Still she wrote her number on his paper cuff | |
You don' t know where to start or where to stop | |
All this pillow talk is nothing more than talking shop | |
When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing | |
They took my return ticket without me even knowing | |
I pray to the saints and all the martyrs | |
For the secret life of | |
Frank Sinatra | |
But none of these things have come to pass | |
In America the law is a piece of ass | |
I' m a deportee |