Seconds Of Pleasure lyrics

Song information

Artist: Elvis Costello
Album: Imperial Bedroom

Lyrics

You say you don't desire me
You only tire me. now you hire me
Inexpensive care is meaningless
Feeling nothing and caring less
Cut off at the pass, she knows where you were headed
She wants double-time or a temporary wedding
And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure
Though she might have do (?) with forty-five years
For seconds of pleasure
Crowds surround loudspeakers on the lampposts
Listening to the murder mystery
Meanwhile someone's in the classroom
Busy forging the books of history
I wouldn't give that man my hand
He'd probably steal my fingers
So the truth ends up in stitches
And your urges turn to itches
And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure
Though she might have do (?) with forty-five years
For seconds of pleasure
I was commited to life
And then commuted to the outskirts
I was living for thirty minutes at a time
With a break in the middle for adverts
In the strung up derby (?) human furniture
You say when; you say so
Well you can look all that you like
But I won't let you touch and go
And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure
Though she might have do (?) with forty-five years
For seconds of pleasure

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