Luxembourg

Lyrics

Dressed up like a dog's dinner

Butter wouldn't melt on your paws

If this is a dog's life

Then you're the cat's clothes

They hire out your sons

And hire out your daughters

The man from abroad says he's already bought her

And now you look like a lover but you're only a tourist

Chorus:

You're either talking or yawning

You didn't listen to a thing you heard

Don't start your morning moaning or you might wake up in Luxembourg

You get up, you get over

You're worried about her body

She's worryin' about her bodily odour

You pull off

The pull over

You say that you love her when you really loathe her

Serves you right, now she wants you to feed her and clothe her

(Chorus)

They're smiling sweetly while they're looking daggers

Kick you where it really matters

Send all your friends to Coventry

And look for your name in last night's obituaries

If you've got the Deutschmarks

If you've got the Yen, then

You get the shirt off her back and the clock off Big Ben

Somebody's soft touch

Struck all these bargains

In the drinking clubs with the council men

Making plans to put lead back in their pencils again

(Chorus)

Credits

• Written by: Elvis Costello
• Produced by: Nick Lowe, in association with Roger Bechirian, assisted by Neil King
• Musicians:

Elvis Costello - vocals, guitar

Steve Nieve - keyboards

Bruce Thomas - bass

Pete Thomas - drums

Discography

Albums:

• Trust, 1981
• Trust (reissue), Rykodisc/Demon, 1994
• Trust (Deluxe Edition), Rhino/Edsel, 2003

Singles:

• From A Whisper To A Scream, 1981
• Watch Your Step, 1981

Collections:

• Singles, Volume 2, 2003

Soundtracks:

• none

Various Artists collections:

• none

Alternate Versions:

• none

Covers

Recorded by:

• none
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Performed by:

• none
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Bootlegs

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