Less Than Zero (dallas Version) Lyrics - Elvis Costello

Jenny takes her clothes off in succession 

While her husband rides a bumper in the President's procession 

She sees him on the screen as she looks up from giving head 

When he's had enough of that, her lover throws her on the bed 

To teach her she's alive and suddenly he's dead 

Turn up the TV, no one listening will suspect 

Even your mother won't detect it 

No your father won't know 

They think that I've got no respect 

But everything means less than zero 

Hey, ooh, hey, hey, ooh, hey 

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Calling Mr. Oswald, calling anyone at the scene 

If you were taking home movies 

There's a chance you might have seen him 

They've got a thousand variations, every witness in a file 

Jenny puts on some coffee and she comes back with a smile 

She says, "I hear that South America is coming into style" 

Turn up the TV, no one listening will suspect 

Even your mother won't detect it 

No your father won't know 

They think that I've got no respect 

But everything means less than zero 

Hey, ooh, hey, hey, ooh, hey 

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A pistol was still smoking, a man lay on the floor 

Mr. Oswald thought he had an understanding with the law 

She's got rubies on her fingers, Jenny turns and looks away 

Her mind upon a basement out of the U.S.A. 

She says, "Let's talk about the future now, we've put the past away"