Luxembourg Elvis Costello

[Verse 1]
Dressed up like a dog's dinner
Butter wouldn't melt on your paws
If this is a dog's life then you're the cat's clothes
They hire out your sons and hire out your daughters
The man from abroad says that he's already bought us
And now you look like a lover but you're only a tourist

[Chorus]
You're either talking or yawning
You didn't listen to a thing you heard
Don't start your morning moaning or you
Might wake up in Luxembourg

[Verse 2]
You get up, you get over
You're worried about her body
She's worrying about her bodily odor
You pull off the pull-over
You say that you love her
When you really loathe her
Serves you right, now she wants you
To feed her and clothe her

[Chorus]
You're either talking or yawning
You didn't listen to a thing you heard
Don't start your morning moaning or you
Might wake up in Luxembourg