Watching The Detectives Lyrics - My Aim Is True - Elvis Costello

Nice girls, not one with a defect 

Cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct 

Red dogs under illegal legs 

She looks so good that he gets down and begs 

She is watching the detectives 

"Ooh, it's so cute" 

She's watching the detectives 

When they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot 

They beat him up until the teardrops start 

But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart 

Long shot of that jumping sign 

Invisible shivers running down my spine 

Cut to baby taking off her clothes 

Closeup of the sign that says "we never close" 

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You snatch a chill and you match a cigarette 

She pulls your eyes out with a face like a magnet 

I don't know how much more of this I can take 

She's filing her nails while they're dragging the lake 

She is watching the detectives 

"Oh, he's so cute" 

She is watching the detectives 

Oh, and they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot 

They beat him up until the teardrops start 

But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart 

You think you're alone until you realize you're in it 

Now baby's here to stay, love is here for a visit 

They call it instant justice when it's past the legal limit 

Someone's scratching at the window, I wonder, who is it? 

The detectives come to check if you belong to the parents 

Who are ready to hear the worst about their daughter's disappearance 

Though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay 

It only took my little fingers to blow you away 

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Just like watching the detectives 

Don't get cute 

Just like watching the detectives 

I get so angry when the teardrops start 

But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart 

Watching the detectives 

It's just like watching the detectives 

Watching the detectives 

Watching the detectives 

Watching the detectives 

Watching the detectives 

Watching the detectives 

Watching the detectives