Letra de Good Year For The Roses - Elvis Costello & The Imposters
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I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray
Lyin� cold the way you left �em, but at least your lips caressed them while
You packed
Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee that you poured and didn�t drink
But at least you thought you wanted it, that�s so much more than I can say
For me
What a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin�
Funny I don�t even care
As you turn to walk away
As the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say
It�s been a good year for the roses
After three full years of marriage, it�s the first time that you haven�t
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made the bed
I guess the reason we�re not talkin�, there�s so little left to say we
haven�t said
While a million thoughts go racin� through my mind, I find I haven�t said a word
From the bedroom the familiar sound of a baby�s cryin� goes unheard
What a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin�
Funny I don�t even care
As you turn to walk away
As the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say
It�s been a good year for the roses
Lyin� cold the way you left �em, but at least your lips caressed them while
You packed
Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee that you poured and didn�t drink
But at least you thought you wanted it, that�s so much more than I can say
For me
What a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin�
Funny I don�t even care
As you turn to walk away
As the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say
It�s been a good year for the roses
After three full years of marriage, it�s the first time that you haven�t
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made the bed
I guess the reason we�re not talkin�, there�s so little left to say we
haven�t said
While a million thoughts go racin� through my mind, I find I haven�t said a word
From the bedroom the familiar sound of a baby�s cryin� goes unheard
What a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin�
Funny I don�t even care
As you turn to walk away
As the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say
It�s been a good year for the roses