Seconds of Pleasure — текст песни (Elvis Costello)

You say you dont desire me,

Shes only a hired hand,

Now you are tired of me.

Expensive care is meaningless,

Feeling nothing and caring less.

Cut off at the pass,

She knows where you were headed,

She wants double-time or a temporary wedding.

And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure,

Though she? with forty-five years

For seconds of pleasure.

I thought I knew you too well,

Now I find the man is a mystery,

And the promises you made

Are really only ancient history.

Everyday goes by without a hitch,

You say the urge becomes an itch.

You say that Im no go for you, thats rich,

Or am I being bitchy?

And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure,

Though she forty-five years

For seconds of pleasure.

And the hands on the clock move so precisley,

You say you only kissed her once or twice.

You didnt do it for love, you didnt even do it with stealth.

I cant help you now,

I cant help myself.

Commited to life and then commuted to the outskirts.

I was living for thirty minutes at a time

With a break in the middle for adverts.

You treat me like a piece of human furniture.

You say when? you sad soul,

If you can look all that you like,

But I wont let you touch and poke.

And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure,

Though she ? forty-five years

For seconds of pleasure.