Tekster:
Costello Elvis My Flame Burns Blue

though my flame burns blue If I seem a stranger I feel far from danger We tamper and we toy With passion over joy Even though my flame burns blue Even

up my street He was a sad case tripping up the staircase Friends and relations are laughing at my head Gathered like crows at the end of my bed I hope

Put away forbidden playthings Amusements and distractions And dismantle the contraption and carry it away In time as beauty dissolves into glamour It

Well, you're standing on the corner flagging all the girls you see Now do like EC and let those ladies be You know that's wrong, man, you know that's

Upon a veil of midnight blue There hung a crescent moon To light the view But I don't whisper the words When the moment arose I wonder how he knows You

With a handful of backhanders and a bevy of beauty You're going off limits Going off duty Going off the rails Going off with booty They tell tales of

sense how I feel? I long to hear you whisper my name 'Til you tell me "My Darling, you may be my man." There will be days when you must go from my sight

until the teardrops start, but he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart. Long shot of that jumping sign, Visible shivers running down my spine.

Even though my flame burns blue If I seem a stranger I feel far from danger We tamper and we toy With passion over joy Even though my flame burns blue