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  • 作曲 : Costello
    When Sunday morning dandruff turns out to be confetti
    And the cost of living in sin would make a poor man out of Paul Getty
    The girl of your dreams would have you up on an underage charge
    And the man of the moment is a lifer at large
    If you've got something to hide, if you've got something to sell
    If you've got somebody's bride, she might kiss and tell
    Or wind up with a fat man in a Hammersmith Hotel
    You better speak up now if you want your piece
    You better speak up now, it won't mean a thing later
    Yesterday's news is tomorrow's fish 'n' chip paper
    Your girl says she's leaving and this time she really means it
    You can just look at the pictures, you don't actually have to read it
    Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
    There's a man in the launderette and he's looking through your underwear for clues
    And the milkman is working through the News of the Screws
    He says...
    If you've got something to hide, if you've got something to sell
    If you've got somebody's bride, she might kiss and tell
    Or wind up with a fat man in a Hammersmith Hotel
    You better speak up now if you want your piece
    You better speak up now, it won't mean a thing later
    Yesterday's news is tomorrow's fish and chip paper
    If you've got something to hide, if you've got something to sell
    If you've got somebody's bride, she might kiss and tell
    Or wind up with a fat man in a Hammersmith Hotel
  • 作曲 : Costello
    When Sunday morning dandruff turns out to be confetti
    And the cost of living in sin would make a poor man out of Paul Getty
    The girl of your dreams would have you up on an underage charge
    And the man of the moment is a lifer at large
    If you've got something to hide, if you've got something to sell
    If you've got somebody's bride, she might kiss and tell
    Or wind up with a fat man in a Hammersmith Hotel
    You better speak up now if you want your piece
    You better speak up now, it won't mean a thing later
    Yesterday's news is tomorrow's fish 'n' chip paper
    Your girl says she's leaving and this time she really means it
    You can just look at the pictures, you don't actually have to read it
    Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
    There's a man in the launderette and he's looking through your underwear for clues
    And the milkman is working through the News of the Screws
    He says...
    If you've got something to hide, if you've got something to sell
    If you've got somebody's bride, she might kiss and tell
    Or wind up with a fat man in a Hammersmith Hotel
    You better speak up now if you want your piece
    You better speak up now, it won't mean a thing later
    Yesterday's news is tomorrow's fish and chip paper
    If you've got something to hide, if you've got something to sell
    If you've got somebody's bride, she might kiss and tell
    Or wind up with a fat man in a Hammersmith Hotel