Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Vocals
John Mcfee
John Mcfee
Pedal Steel Guitar
Sean Hopper
Sean Hopper
Background Vocals
John Ciambotti
John Ciambotti
Bass Guitar
Michael Shine
Michael Shine
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Lowe
Nick Lowe
Producer
Bazza
Bazza
Engineer

Lyrics

My head is spinning and my legs are weak
Goose step dancing, can't hear myself speak
Hope in the eyes of the ugly girls
That settle for the lies of the last-chancers
When slow-motion drunks pick wallflower dancers
You come here looking for the ride to glory
Go back home with a hard luck story
I can hardly wait around 'til the weekend comes to town
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
Hide your love, hide your love
Though we are so far apart
You've got to hide your love
'Cause that's the way the whole thing started
I wish we had never parted
When it's late and the night gets colder
Don't lay your head on any other shoulder
Some hire themselves out for a good time
But you and I, we have been sold
So I keep on saying
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
Hide your love, hide your love
Though we are so far apart
You've got to hide your love
Oh-oh, that's the way the whole thing started
I wish we had never parted
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
(Play one more for my radio sweetheart)
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
(Play one more for my radio sweetheart)
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
(Play one more for my radio sweetheart)
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
(Play one more for my radio sweetheart)
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
(Play one more for my radio sweetheart...)
Written by: Elvis Costello
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