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  • 作曲 : Costello
    There's a smart young woman on a light blue screen
    Who comes into my house every night.
    And she takes all the red, yellow, orange and green
    And she turns them into black and white.
    But you tease, and you flirt
    And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
    You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
    Better cut off all identifying labels
    Before they put you on the torture table
    'Cause somewhere in the "Quisling Clinic"
    There's a shorthand typist taking seconds over minutes
    She's listening in to the Venus line
    She's picking out names
    I hope none of them are mine
    But you tease, and you flirt...
    Never said I was a stool pigeon
    I never said I was a diplomat
    Everybody is under suspicion
    But you don't wanna hear about that
    'Cause you tease, and you flirt...
    Better send a begging letter to the big investigation
    Who put these fingerprints on my imagination?
    You tease, and you flirt...
    You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
    You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
  • 作曲 : Costello
    There's a smart young woman on a light blue screen
    Who comes into my house every night.
    And she takes all the red, yellow, orange and green
    And she turns them into black and white.
    But you tease, and you flirt
    And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
    You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
    Better cut off all identifying labels
    Before they put you on the torture table
    'Cause somewhere in the "Quisling Clinic"
    There's a shorthand typist taking seconds over minutes
    She's listening in to the Venus line
    She's picking out names
    I hope none of them are mine
    But you tease, and you flirt...
    Never said I was a stool pigeon
    I never said I was a diplomat
    Everybody is under suspicion
    But you don't wanna hear about that
    'Cause you tease, and you flirt...
    Better send a begging letter to the big investigation
    Who put these fingerprints on my imagination?
    You tease, and you flirt...
    You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
    You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it