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From: [email protected] (Tim Norris)@groovcat.demon.co.uk (Tim Norris)
Subject: CRD: New Amsterdam - Elvis Costello

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New Amsterdam
Elvis Costello


       G          Em         C         G
You're sending me tulips, mistaken for lilies,
    G            Em        F           D
You give me your lip after punching me silly,
G             Em           C               G
You turned my head till it rolled down the brain drain,
     G       Em           F                D
If I had any sense now, I wouldn't want it back again.


G         Bb          Am            G
New Amsterdam, it's become much too much,
       G            Bb        Am             G
Will I have the possession of everything she touches,
       G           Bb           Am         G
Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches?
      G            Bb        Am           G
Can I speak Double Dutch to a real double duchess?


G           Em          C             G
Down on the mainspring, listen to the tick tock,
G             Em         F          D
Clock all the faces that move in on your block,
G             Em          C                 G
Twice shy and dog tired because you've been bitten,
G              Em      F                  D
Everything you say now sounds like it was ghost written.


G         Bb          Am            G
New Amsterdam, it's become much too much,
       G            Bb        Am             G
Will I have the possession of everything she touches,
       G           Bb           Am         G
Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches?
      G            Bb         Am          G
Can I speak Double Dutch to a real double duchess?


         E               E           A             E
Like, in London, they'll take you to heart after a little while,
         E             E             C            D       C  G  D
Though I look right at home, I still feel like an exile.


G         Em           C           G
Somehow I found myself down at the dockside,
G                  Em          F             D
Thinking about the old days of Liverpool and Rotherhithe,
G           Em         C           G
Transparent people who live on the other side,
G        Em           F           D
Living a life that is almost like suicide,


G         Bb          Am            G
New Amsterdam, it's become much too much,
       G            Bb        Am             G
Will I have the possession of everything she touches,
       G           Bb           Am         G
Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches?
      G            Bb         Am          G
Can I speak Double Dutch to a real double duchess?