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Pidgin English

Elvis Costello
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D-DU-UDU
 
 There's  a young girl with her old  man who's too  sick to mention
 She'll  be turning twenty  seven as  she draws her widow's  pension
 But  he couldn't catch  a common cold  he couldn't get arrested
 Too  terrified to  answer back
 Too  tired to have resisted
 Many  hands make light  work
 Shorthand  makes life easy
 When  he's out on night work
 Make  sure no one sees me
 It  all ends up in a slanging match with body talk and bruises
 A  change is better than a rest
 Silly beggars can't be choosers
 One  of a thousand pities you can't categorize
 There  are  ten commandments  of love
 When  will you realise
 There are ten commandments of love
 I  believe, I trust, I promise, I wish  love's just a throwaway  kiss
 In  this Pidgin English
 If you're so wise use your lips and your eyes
 Take  it to the bridge she sighs
 You  go cheep cheep cheep  between bulls-eyes  and bluster
 Stiff  as your poker  face
 Keener  than mustard
 >From  your own  back yard  to the land  of exotica
 >From  the truth  society to  neurotic  erotica
 Silence  is golden
 Money  talks diamonds and ermine
 There's  a word  in Spanish
 Italian  and German
 In  sign language, morse code, semaphore and gibberish
 Have  you forgotten how to say it
 In your Pidgin English?
 (chorus)
 PS  I love you
 (and so on . . . )

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Readable chord sheet for Pidgin English by Elvis Costello

[D]  [D7]  [G]  [D]  [D7]  [G]

T[D]here's a young girl with her ol[D7]d man who's too[G] sick to ment[D]ion

S[D]he'll be turning t[D7]wenty seven [G]as she draws her wi[D]dow's pension

B[D]ut he couldn't cat[D7]ch a common cold[G] he couldn't get ar[D]rested

T[D]oo terrified t[D7]o answer back

T[G]oo tired to have r[D7]esisted

M[G]any hands make li[C]ght work

S[G]horthand makes life easy

W[C]hen he's out on night work

M[G]ake sure no one sees me

I[D]t all ends up in a slanging match with body talk and bruises

A[A7] change is better than a rest

Silly beggars can't be choosers

O[G]ne of a thousand pities you can't ca[D]tegorize

T[G]here are[A] ten commandme[Bm]nts of love

W[G]hen will you re[D]alise

There are ten commandments of love

I[A] believe, I trust, I promise, I wi[G]sh love's just a thr[Em]owaway kiss[Em7]

I[D]n this Pidgin English

If you're so wise use your lips and your eyes

T[C]ake it to the bridge she sighs

Y[D]ou go cheep cheep ch[D7]eep between bulls-ey[G]es and blus[D]ter

S[D]tiff as your poke[D7]r face

K[G]eener than musta[D]rd

>[D]From your [D7]own back yard[G] to the lan[D]d of exotica

>[D]From the t[D7]ruth society [G]to neurot[D7]ic erotica

S[G]ilence is golde[C]n

M[G]oney talks diamonds and ermine

T[G]here's a [C]word in Spanish

I[G]talian and German

I[D]n sign language, morse code, semaphore and gibberish

H[A7]ave you forgotten how to say it

In your Pidgin English?

(chorus)

P[D]S I love you
(and so on . . . )

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