Elvis Costello - Shot With His Own Gun

How does it feel now you've been undressed by a man with a mind like the gutter press So disappointed to find it's no big sin Lying skin to skin

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Shot with his own gun Now dad is keeping mum Shot with his own gun

Now somebody has to pay for the one who got away

What's on his mind now is anyone's guess Losing his touch with each caress Spending ev'ry evening looking so appealing He comes without warning Leaves without feeling

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On your marks, man, ready, set Let's get loaded and forget

The little corporal got in the way And he got hit by an emotional ricochet It's a bit more now than dressing up dolly Playing house seems so melancholy

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Oh it's too sad to be true Your blue murder's killing you