costello, elvis
motel matches
somewhere in the distance i can hear "who shot sam?" this is my conviction that i am an innocent man though you say i'm unkind i'm being as nice as i can boys everywhere fumbling with the catches i struck lucky with motel matches falling for you without a second look falling out of your open pocketbook giving you away like motel matches i wake with the siren in an emergency though your mind is full of love in your eyes there is a vacancy and you know what i'll do when the light outside changes from red to blue,