Текст песни Elvis Costello - Big Sisters Clothes
Elvis Costello - Big Sisters 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 gloveShes got eyes like saucers oh you think shes a dishShe is the blue chip that belongs to the big fishChorus:But its easier to say "i love you,"Than "yours sincerly" I supposeAll little sisters like to try on big sisters clothesBig sisters clothesThe sport of kings, the old queens heartThe prince in darkness stole some tartAnd its in the papers, its in the chartsIts 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 fashionThats all your concern meantSweat it out for thirty seconds on home improvementsChorus