Lyrics There's A Guy Works Down The Chip Shop Swears He's Elvis - Kirsty MacColl

There's A Guy Works Down The Chip Shop Swears He's Elvis

Oh darling why’d you talk so fast
Another evening just flew past tonight
And now the daybreak’s coming in And I can’t win and it ain’t right
You tell me all you’ve done and seen
And all the places you have been without me Well I don’t really want to know
But I’ll stay quiet and then I’ll go And you won’t have no cause to think about me There’s a guy works down the chip shop swears he’s Elvis
Just like you swore to me that you’d be true
There’s a guy works down the chip shop swears he’s Elvis
But he’s a liar and I’m not sure about you
Oh darling you’re so popular
You were the best thing new in Hicksville …
With your mohair suits and foreign shoes
News is you changed your Pick-up for a Seville
And now I’m lying here alone
'Cause you’re out there on the phone
To some star in New York
I can hear you laughing now and
I can’t help feeling that somehow
You don’t mean anything you say at all
There’s a guy works down the chip shop swears he’s Elvis
Just like you swore to me that you’d be true
There’s a guy works down the chip shop swears he’s Elvis
But he’s a liar and I’m not sure about you
There’s a guy works down the chip shop swears he’s Elvis
Just like you swore to me that you’d be true
There’s a guy works down the chip shop swears he’s Elvis
But he’s a liar and I’m not sure about you
I said he’s a liar and I’m not sure about you
I said he’s a liar and I’m not sure about you
He’s a liar and I’m not sure about you