New Lace Sleeves
Elvis CostelloVersion1
90
Chords in this song
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Bad lovers face to face in the morning
Shy apologies and polite regrets
Slow dances that left no warning of
Outraged glances and indiscreet yawning
Good manners and bad breath get you nowhere
Even presidents have newspaper lovers
Ministers go crawling under covers
She's no angel
He's no saint
They're all covered up with white washed grease paint
(alt: white washed newsprint)
And you say...
The teacher never told you anything but white lies
But you never see the lies
And you believe
Oh you know you have been captured
You feel so civilized
And you look so pretty in your new lace sleeves
The salty lips of the socialite sisters
With their continental fingers that have
never seen working blisters
Oh I know they've got their problems
I wish I was one of them
They say daddy's coming home soon
With his sergeant stripes and his Empire mug and spoon
No more fast buck
And when are they gonna learn their lesson
When are they gonna stop all of these victory processions
And you say...
(Chorus)
look so pretty in your new lace sleeves
(?)
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Readable chord sheet for New Lace Sleeves by Elvis Costello
B[C]ad lovers face to face in the morning S[Am]hy apologies and polite regrets S[F]low dances that left no warning of O[Dm]utraged glances and indiscreet yawning G[F]ood manners and bad br[G]eath get you nowhe[C]re E[C]ven presidents have n[Am]ewspaper lovers M[F]inisters go crawling un[Fm]der covers S[C]he's no an[Am]gel H[C]e's no sa[F]int T[C]hey're all co[Am]vered up with whi[F]te washed grease paint (alt: white washed newsprint) A[G]nd you say... T[C]he teacher ne[F]ver told you anything but whi[G]te lies [Am] B[Bb]ut you never see th[C/Bb]e lies A[F/A]nd you [Fm/Ab]believe [Bb] O[Ab]h you know you have been[C/G] captured Y[F]ou feel so civilized[Am/E] A[D]nd you look so pr[F]etty in your new lace sle[C]eves T[C]he salty lips of the socialite sisters W[Am]ith their continental fingers that have n[F]ever seen working blisters O[Dm]h I know they've got their problems I[F] wish I was on[G]e of them T[C]hey say daddy's [Am]coming home soon W[F]ith his sergeant stripes and his Em[Fm]pire mug and spoon N[C]o more fa[Am]st buck A[C]nd when are they gonna le[F]arn their lesson W[C]hen are they gonna st[Am]op all of these vic[F]tory procession[G]s And you say... (Chorus) l[C]ook so pretty in your new lace sleeves [Bb] (?) e---------------| B---------------| G---------------| D---------------| A--3-3-3-3-2-3--| E---------------|