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

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