He thought he was the King of America
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Where they pour Coca Cola just like vintage wine
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Now I try hard not to become hysterical
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But I'm not sure if I am laughing or crying
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I wish that I could push a button
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And talk in the past and not the present tense
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And watch this hurtin' feeling disappear
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Like it was common sense
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It was a fine idea at the time
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Now it's a brilliant mistake
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She said that she was working for the ABC News
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It was as much of the alphabet as she knew how to use
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Her perfume was unspeakable
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It lingered in the air
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Like her artificial laughter
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Her mementos of affairs
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"Oh" I said "I see you know him"
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"Isn't that very fortunate for you"
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And she showed me his calling card
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He came third or fourth and there were more than one or two
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He was a fine idea at the time
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Now he's a brilliant mistake
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He thought he was the King of America
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But it was just a boulevard of broken dreams
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A trick they do with mirrors and with chemicals
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The words of love in whispers
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And the axe of love in screams
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I wish that I could push a button
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And talk in the past and not the present tense
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And watch this lovin' feeling disappear
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Like it was common sense
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I was a fine idea at the time
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Now I'm a brilliant mistake
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Brilliant Mistake
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Elvis Costello |