Deportee Lyrics

The song Deportee is performed by Elvis Costello in the album named King of America in the year 2005 .

In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill
Standing in the fibergla*s ruins, watching time stand still
All your troubles you confess to another, faceless, backless dress
Schnapps, Chianti, Porter and Ouzo
Pernod, vodka, sambuca, I love you so
Deportee

Tatty beauty talking in riddles
Rome burns down, everybody's on the fiddle
Two thousand dollars for wife and some cla*s
A thousand years drowned in a chaser gla*s

How I wish that she was mine
I could have been a King in Six Eight Time
Schnapps, Chianti, Porter and Ouzo
Pernod, vodka, sambuca, I love you so
Deportee

It's a brittle charm but she's had enough
Still she wrote her number on his paper cuff
You don't know where to start or where to stop
All this pillow talk is nothing more than talking shop

When I came here tonight, my pockets were overflowing
They took my return ticket without me even knowing
I pray to the saints and all the martyrs
For the secret life of Frank Sinatra

But none of these things have come to pa*s
In America, the law is a piece of a*s
I'm a deportee

Elvis Costello - King of America

Apr 2005

Deportee