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  • 作曲 : Costello
    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 scenes run round your bed
    The ugly little dreams you get the needle and no thread
    They stitched you up this time
    They say you'll do
    They ***** about your pretty face turning ugly on you
    The butcher the baker and the bassline maker
    Say you can leave her I can take her
    You live 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
    Dont pin a medal on me yet
    They might be waiting for you
    (chorus)
    PPS I love you
  • 作曲 : Costello
    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 scenes run round your bed
    The ugly little dreams you get the needle and no thread
    They stitched you up this time
    They say you'll do
    They ***** about your pretty face turning ugly on you
    The butcher the baker and the bassline maker
    Say you can leave her I can take her
    You live 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
    Dont pin a medal on me yet
    They might be waiting for you
    (chorus)
    PPS I love you