you are In the imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir Two names under register In the imperial bedroom
are In the imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir Two names under the register In the imperial bedroom
Tłumaczenie: Elvis Costello. Sypialnia Imperial.
You turn to the sinister when you get the boot Sliding down the banister in your Sunday suit Lying on a slag heap of blankets and magazines She's only
Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do There's a girl here and she's almost you Almost all the things that your eyes once promised I see in hers
History repeats the old conceits The glib replies the same defeats Keep your finger on important issues With crocodile tears and a pocketful of tissues
I feel like a boy with a problem I can't believe what we've forgotten And I even slapped your face and made you cry It's the last thing I want to do
Oh, well, now you're the girl I'm simply mad about. Oh yes, I'm really glad it's been me. Oh yeah. I hope that you've been getting ready, 'Cause I'm
I've been talking to the wall and it's been answering me Oh darling how I miss you I'm just the mere shadow of my former selfishness I crave the silhouette
Sometimes I try so hard to resist, you say you will and I say you won't. Sometimes I think that you don't exsist and sometimes you don't. Pinch me 'cause
you are In the imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir Two names under the register In the imperial bedroom
He saw no tears in her eyes Say you wouldn't kid about it She's telling all of those lies She swore she'd never told before But I doubt it So he bit
So this is where he came to hide When he ran from you In a private detective's overcoat And dirty dead man's shoes The pretty things of Knightsbridge
I would have waited all my life Just to make love out of something other than spite But the beauty is the beast you're baiting Should really be worth
Wait until the light goes out, I don't want to be seen about, maybe we could find a place to go. Find a crowded place where they don't care about your
There's a young girl with her old man who's too sick to mention She'll be turning twenty seven as she draws her widow's pension But he couldn't catch
He will break your heart, if you go with him. Tear it all apart, and that would be a sin. I'm really mystified, I even sat right down and cried. I'm
Seconds of Pleasure You say you don't desire me, she's only a hired hand, now you are tired of me. Expensive care is meaningless, feeling nothing and
