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Lyrics
Looking down on all of this
On everything I'll ever miss
Everything I ever wanted
Is perfectly matched and beautifully appointed
But like a poor child at Christmas
Who's tricked and deceived
You can make any promise in the world
Not one could be believed
Through the cellophane windows
Of a warm winter's stove
I see the ice on my fingers
And a look that I loath
But there's one thing for certain
I'll never beg, borrow or crawl
If you can't give me what I want I'm having it all
If you can't give me what I want I'm having it all
Looking down for one last time
On everything that should be mine
Drunk with joy but when I'm sober
Please don't wake me and tell me it's all over
But like a poor child at Christmas
Who's tricked and deceived
You can make any promise in the world
Not one could be believed
Through the cellophane windows
Of a warm winter's stove
I see the ice on my fingers
And a look that I loath
But there's one thing for certain
I'll never beg, borrow or crawl
If you can't give me what I want I'm having it all
If you can't give me what I want I'm having it all
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Credits
- Elvis Costello - vocal, piano
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