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

Kirsty MacColl · What Do Pretty Girls Do [1999]

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



News is you changed your pick-up 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



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



He's a liar and I'm not sure about you