You're ^Gsending me ^Emtulips, mis^Ctaken for ^Glilies, You ^Ggive me your ^Emlip after ^Fpunching me ^Dsilly, ^GYou turned my ^Emhead till it ^Crolled down the ^Gbrain drain, If I ^Ghad any ^Emsense now, I ^Fwouldn't want it ^Dback again.

^GNew Amster^Bbdam, it's be^Amcome much too ^Gmuch, Will I ^Ghave the poss^Bbession of ^Ameverything she ^Gtouches, Till I ^Gstep on the ^Bbbrake to get ^Amout of her ^Gclutches' Can I ^Gspeak Double ^BbDutch to a^Am real double ^Gduchess'

^GDown on the ^Emmainspring, ^Clisten to the ^Gtick tock, ^GClock all the ^Emfaces that ^Fmove in on ^Dyour block, ^GTwice shy and ^Emdog tired be^Ccause you've been ^Gbitten, ^GEverything you ^Emsay now ^Fsounds like it was ^Dghost written.

^GNew Amster^Bbdam, it's be^Amcome much too ^Gmuch, Will I ^Ghave the poss^Bbession of ^Ameverything she ^Gtouches, Till I ^Gstep on the ^Bbbrake to get ^Amout of her ^Gclutches' Can I ^Gspeak Double ^BbDutch to a ^Amreal double ^Gduchess'

Like, in ^ELondon, they'll ^Etake you to ^Aheart after a ^Elittle while, Though I ^Elook right at ^Ehome, I still ^Cfeel like an ^Dexile. ^C ^G ^D

^GSomehow I ^Emfound myself ^Cdown at the ^Gdockside, ^GThinking about the ^Emold days of ^FLiverpool and ^DRotherhithe, ^GTransparent ^Empeople who ^Clive on the ^Gother side, ^GLiving a ^Emlife that is ^Falmost like ^Dsuicide,

^GNew Amster^Bbdam, it's be^Amcome much too ^Gmuch, Will I ^Ghave the poss^Bbession of ^Ameverything she ^Gtouches, Till I ^Gstep on the ^Bbbrake to get ^Amout of her ^Gclutches' Can I ^Gspeak Double ^BbDutch to a ^Amreal double ^Gduchess'

Elvis Costello - New amsterdam