Elvis Costello

Little triggers that you pull with your tongue.
Little triggers. I don't wanna be hung up,
strung up, when you don't call up.
Little sniggers on your lips.
Little triggers in your grip.
Little triggers. My hand on your hip.

Thinkin' all about those censored sequences
Worryin' about the consequences
Waiting until I come to my senses
Better put it all in present tenses

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Worryin' about the common decency
When it is only a question of frequency
When you say O.K. But I gotta cheek
to be sayin' you're tired of me
when you don't even weaken these

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