Listen to There's A Guy Works Down The Chip Shop Swears He's Elvis by Kirsty MacColl

There's A Guy Works Down The Chip Shop Swears He's Elvis

Kirsty MacColl

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blanche McAdorey
Blanche McAdorey
Background Vocals
John Earle
John Earle
Saxophone
Glyn Harvard
Glyn Harvard
Bass Guitar
Paul Riley
Paul Riley
Bass Guitar
Lee Partis
Lee Partis
Drums
Ben Mandelson
Ben Mandelson
Fiddle
Barry Farmer
Barry Farmer
Guitar
Lu Edmonds
Lu Edmonds
Guitar
Malcolm Morley
Malcolm Morley
Guitar
Billy Bremner
Billy Bremner
Guitar
Gavin Povey
Gavin Povey
Piano
Ray Beavis
Ray Beavis
Tenor Saxophone
Chris Gower
Chris Gower
Trombone
Dick Hanson
Dick Hanson
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirsty MacColl
Kirsty MacColl
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kirsty MacColl
Kirsty MacColl
Mixing Engineer
Barry Farmer
Barry Farmer
Producer

Lyrics

Oh, darling why d'you talk so fast? Another evening just flew past tonight And now the daybreak's coming in And I can't win and it ain't right You tell me all you've done and seen And all the places you have been without me Well, I don't really want to know But I'll stay quiet and then I'll go And you won't have no cause to think about me There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis Just like you swore to me that you'd be true There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis But he's a liar and I'm not sure about you Oh, darling you're so popular You were the best thing new in Hicksville With your mohair suits and foreign shoes Lou says you changed your pickup for a Seville And now I'm lying here alone 'Cause you're out there on the phone to some star in New York I can hear you laughing now And I can't help feeling that somehow You don't mean anything you say at all There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis Just like you swore to me that you'd be true There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis But he's a liar and I'm not sure about you, ow! There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis Just like you swore to me that you'd be true There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis But he's a liar and I'm not sure about you I said he's a liar and I'm not sure about you I said he's a liar and I'm not sure about you I said he's a liar and I'm not sure about you
Writer(s): Kirsty Anna Mac Coll, Philip Rambow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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