Luxembourg
Elvis CostelloVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Dressed up like a dog's dinner
Butter wouldn't melt in your mouth
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
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 over
You're worried by 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
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Readable chord sheet for Luxembourg by Elvis Costello
[C] D[B7]ressed up like a dog's dinner Butter wouldn't melt in your mouth 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 Y[Em]ou're either tal[Bm]king or yawning Y[A]ou didn't listen to a t[B]hing you heard D[Em]on't start your morn[B]ing moaning or y[A]ou might wake up in Luxembou[B7]rg Y[B7]ou get over You're worried by 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) T[F#]hey're smiling sweetly while they're lo[Bm]oking daggers K[F#]ick you where it re[Bm]ally matters S[F#]end all your friends to Co[Bm]ventry A[F#]nd look for your name in las[Bm]t night's ob[E]ituaries I[B7]f 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