THERE'S A GUY WORKS DOWN THE CHIP SHOP SWEARS HE'S ELVIS
(Kirsty MacColl / Philip Rambow)

Kirsty MacColl - 1981



Oh, darling, why'd'you talk so fast
Another evening just went 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
Lou says (sic) you changed your pickup for a Seville

But 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

(Instrumental Break)

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






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - November 2012)