Paroles de la chanson Poor Napoleon par Elvis Costello

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Paroles de la chanson Poor Napoleon par Elvis Costello


I can't lie on this bed anymore, it burns my skin
You can take the truthful things you've said to me
And fit them on the head of a pin
Poor Napoleon
(Poor Napoleon)


You always look so disappointed when I take my stockings off
Don't you know the facts of life, boy?
Don't you know what these things cost?
She was selling stolen kisses to travelling salesmen and minstrel singers
You put a penny in the slot
She called you her Magic Fingers
Poor Napoleon
Poor Napoleon

I bet she isn't all that's advertised
I bet that isn't all she fakes
Just like that place where they take your spine
And turn it into soap flakes


Bare wires from the socket to the bed where you embraced that girl
Did you ever think there's far too many people in the world?
One day they'll probably make a movie out of all of this
There won't even have to be a murder, just a slow dissolving kiss
Poor Napoleon
Poor Napoleon


So good night little school boy
You'd better learn some self control
(Poor Napoleon)
Did you mess up your hairstyle?
Pour scorn in your begging bowl?
Poor Napoleon

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