Tekster: Elvis Costello. From a Whisper to a Scream.

Oh it's not easy to resist temptation
Walking around looking like a figment of somebody else's imagination
Taking every word she says just like an open invitation
But the power of persuasion is no match for anticipation

Like a finger running down a seam from a whisper to a scream
So I whisper and I scream but don't get me wrong
Please don't leave me waitin' too long
Waitin' too long, waitin' too long, waitin' too long

If the customers like it then they'll keep on paying
If they keep on drinking then they'll end up staying
I heard someone say where have we met before
But the one over the eight seem less like one or more like four

Like a finger running down a seam from a whisper to a scream
So, I whisper and I scream but don't get me wrong
Please don't leave me waitin' too long
Waitin' too long, waitin' too long, waitin' too long

Waitin' too long
Waitin' too long
Waitin' too long
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