Текст (слова) песни: Elvis Costello - Big Sister`s Clothes
Sheep to the slaughter oh I thought this must be love All your sons and daughters in a strangle hold with a kid glove She`s got eyes like saucers oh you think she`s a dish She is the blue chip that belongs to the big fish
Chorus: But it`s easier to say "I love you," than "Yours sincerly" I suppose All little sisters like to try on big sister`s clothes Big sister`s clothes
The sport of kings, the old queen`s heart The prince in darkness stole some tart And it`s in the papers, it`s in the charts It`s in the stop press before it all starts.
With a hammer on the slap and tickle under grisly garments With all the style and finesse of the purchase of armaments Compassion went out of fashion That`s all your concern meant Sweat it out for thirty seconds on home improvements
Chorus
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