Текст песни Elvis Costello - Big Sister`s Clothes
Elvis Costello - Big Sister`s Clothes слова песни
Sheep to the slaughter oh I thought this must be loveAll your sons and daughters in a strangle hold with a kid gloveShe`s got eyes like saucers oh you think she`s a dishShe is the blue chip that belongs to the big fishChorus:But it`s easier to say "I love you,"than "Yours sincerly" I supposeAll little sisters like to try on big sister`s clothesBig sister`s clothesThe sport of kings, the old queen`s heartThe prince in darkness stole some tartAnd it`s in the papers, it`s in the chartsIt`s in the stop press before it all starts.With a hammer on the slap and tickle under grisly garmentsWith all the style and finesse of the purchase of armamentsCompassion went out of fashionThat`s all your concern meantSweat it out for thirty seconds on home improvementsChorus