The Deportees Club Lyrics - Goodbye Cruel World - Elvis Costello

The Demo of "DEPORTEE" has essentially the same lyrics as this earlier version of the song 

In the Arrivederci Roma nightclub, bar and grill 

Standing in the fibreglass 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 

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Tatty beauty talking in riddles 

Rome burns down everybody's on the fiddle 

Two thousand dollars for wife and some class 

A thousand years drowned in a chaser glass 

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 

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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 pass 

In America the law is a piece of ass 

I'm a deportee