Stripping Paper

I got time on my hands I'm just stripping paper It's amazing what you will find Stripping paper When you get down to the past Back then we didn't have means For fine decoration So we painted while mixing wine With flirtation There, in the mess of it all He took me right there in the thrill Not quite against my will with my back to that rococco wall We slipped right down to the floor I kicked closed the door He complimented my taste I annointed his serious face with wallpaper paste I wish we could laugh like that now But what seemed to follow and ended up hollow was our vow Tear a strip or two See what came not much later Here's a pony and a toy balloon Behind a vine that withered all too soon Here's the pencil of a measuring mark And a monster she spied in the dark Now I've got no place in her heart... Let me go back to the start... I got time on my hands I'm just stripping paper I got time on my hands I'm just stripping paper I got time on my hands I'm just stripping paper

Stripping Paper (unreleased song) Written by Elvis Costello Performed by Elvis Costello Note This song was registered with ASCAP in early 2014. First known performance:  March 8, 2017, Amsterdam, Netherlands Last known performance:  July 20, 2017, Toronto, ON, Canada      (18 known performances)

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