[00:00.000] 作词 : Elvis Costello
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Elvis Costello
[00:09.194]There's a young girl with her old man who's too sick to mention
[00:13.565]She'll be turning twenty seven as she draws her widow's pension
[00:17.968]But he couldn't catch a common cold he couldn't get arrested
[00:22.954]Too terrified to answer back
[00:24.981]Too tired to have resisted
[00:27.232]Many hands make light work
[00:30.146]Shorthand makes life easy
[00:31.645]When he's out on night work
[00:33.664]Make sure no one sees me
[00:36.048]It all ends up in a slanging match with body talk and bruises
[00:40.497]A change is better than a rest
[00:45.291]Silly beggars can't be choosers
[00:47.844][Chorus:]
[00:48.025]One of a thousand pities you can't categorize
[00:52.207]There are ten commandments of love
[00:55.635]When will you realise
[00:58.143]There are ten commandments of love
[01:02.120]I believe, I trust, I promise, I wish love's just a throwaway kiss
[01:10.354]In this Pidgin English
[01:14.756]If you're so wise use your lips and your eyes
[01:19.827]Take it to the bridge she sighs
[01:50.269]You go cheep cheep cheep between bulleyes and bluster
[01:55.342]Stiff as your poker face
[01:59.771]Keener than mustard
[02:00.602]From your own back yard to the land of exotica
[02:04.646]From the truth society to neurotic erotica
[02:09.371]Silence is golden
[02:13.302]Money talks diamonds and ermine
[02:15.468]There's a word in Spanish
[02:15.896]Italian and German
[02:18.073]In sign language, morse code, semaphore and gibberish
[02:22.745]Have you forgotten how to say it
[02:27.377]In your Pidgin English?
[02:29.836][Chorus]
[02:56.817]PS I love you

作词 : Elvis Costello
作曲 : Elvis Costello
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 a common cold he couldn't get arrested
Too terrified to answer back
Too tired to have resisted
Many hands make light work
Shorthand makes life easy
When he's out on night work
Make sure no one sees me
It all ends up in a slanging match with body talk and bruises
A change is better than a rest
Silly beggars can't be choosers
One of a thousand pities you can't categorize
There are ten commandments of love
When will you realise
There are ten commandments of love
I believe, I trust, I promise, I wish love's just a throwaway kiss
In this Pidgin English
If you're so wise use your lips and your eyes
Take it to the bridge she sighs
You go cheep cheep cheep between bulleyes and bluster
Stiff as your poker face
Keener than mustard
From your own back yard to the land of exotica
From the truth society to neurotic erotica
Silence is golden
Money talks diamonds and ermine
There's a word in Spanish
Italian and German
In sign language, morse code, semaphore and gibberish
Have you forgotten how to say it
In your Pidgin English?
PS I love you