The Man You Love To Hate

de Elvis Costello

You need protection from the physical art of conversation
Though the fist is mightier than the lip, it adds the aggravation

Chorus:
I got the password
I got persuasion
A proposition for invasion of your privacy
Give yourself away and find the fake in me
You'll never be a man
No matter how many foreign bodies you can take
You'll never be a man
When you're half a woman and you're half awake
(1) With a face full of tears and a chemical shake
(2) Under the table with a chemical shake
Given half a chance, that I can take
Are you so superior, are you in such pain
Are you made out of porcelain?
When they made you they broke the cast
Don't wanna be first, I just want to last

You strike a profile on the low side of my imagination
My eyes climbed down to find the point of possible saturation

Chorus

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