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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Vocals
Bruce Thomas
Bruce Thomas
Bass
Steve Nieve
Steve Nieve
Keyboards
Pete Thomas
Pete Thomas
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Lowe
Nick Lowe
Producer
Roger Bechirian
Roger Bechirian
Engineer

Lyrics

What are you girls gonna tell your mother? I don't want to hear another word about young lovers Or hiding your boyfriend in the cupboard She's been to see the doctor, so you hope that she recovers You act dumb You say you're so numb You say you don't come Under his thumb Don't wanna be a goody, goody I don't want just anybody No, I don't want anybody Saying, "You belong to me, you belong to me" Your eyes are absent, your mouth is silent Pumping like a fire hydrant Things you see are getting hard to swallow You're easily led, but you're much too scared to follow You've been warned You're going to get torn No uniform is gonna keep you warm Don't wanna be a goody, goody I don't want just anybody No, I don't want anybody Saying, "You belong to me, you belong to me" You belong to me, you belong to me, you belong to me You belong to me, you belong to me, you belong to me You belong to me, you belong to me, you belong to me You, you belong to me, you, you belong to me
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