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Elvis Costello & The Imposters - Mistook Me For A Friend (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elvis Costello & The Imposters
Elvis Costello & The Imposters
Vocals
Steve Nieve
Steve Nieve
Keyboards
Pete Thomas
Pete Thomas
Drums
Davey Faragher
Davey Faragher
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elvis Costello & The Imposters
Elvis Costello & The Imposters
Producer
Sebastián Krys
Sebastián Krys
Producer
Daniel Galindo
Daniel Galindo
Engineer
Ron Taylor
Ron Taylor
Engineer
Brian Lucey
Brian Lucey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You took me in the stairwell light Mistook me for a friend A sign said, "Follow me into the night" Mistook me for a friend Mistook me for a friend Mistook me for a friend I had a pocket full of presidents, a suitcase full of elements The double-cross of spectacles, the mogul for mechanicals Rainy streets were gleaming, maybe I was dreaming She thought that she heard wedding bells, a hundred thousand decibels That crush and her confectioner said (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mistook you for a friend She took my temperature (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mistook me for a friend Mistook me for a friend You took your clothes off after you sent him away Why now, baby, would you ask for me to stay? I knew it wasn't right If I could just pretend Mistook you for a friend I was working miracles for petty cash and chemicals Dealt in the invisible, something close to criminal Don't act so mysterious, pretend you're not curious Started out peculiar, ended up notorious Milady and her jockey said (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mistook you for a friend This wine is going to my head (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mistook me for a friend Mistook me for a friend Mistook me for a friend I saw you slumming last night out on poverty row Why you lacked the nerve to leave him, I will never know You took my glass and my ball of twine While the words would blur and the windward whine When I had no place to go I said that I want you I count my money out to pay for contraband I carry velvet gloves 'cause the blood gets on your hands It's easy to comprehend Mistook me for a friend Mistook me for a friend I had a pocket full of presidents, a suitcase full of elements Double-cross of spectacles, a tycoon made of tentacles Went to the carnival for candy and confusion From a House of Silence on a street of disillusion That crush and her confectioner said (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mistook you for a friend She took my temperature (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mistook you for a friend Try being free as you think you are (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mistook you for a friend See where it gets you and quite how far (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mistook me for a friend Mistook me for a friend Mistook me for a friend Mistook me for a friend
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