Who Do You Think You Are? Lyrics - Elvis Costello

The hunted look, the haunted grace 

The empty laugh that you cultivate 

You fall into that false embrace 

And kiss the air about her face 

Who do you think you are? 

The tres bon mots you almost quote 

From your quiver of literary darts 

A thousand or so tuneless violins 

Thrilling your cheap little heart 

Who do you think you are? 

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The cigarette burns right down to the ash 

My coffee cup is unstained 

The waiter hovers close at hand 

His courtesy strained 

Who do you think you are? 

I close with my regards 

Well I'm the red-faced gentleman 

Caught in this picture postcard 

Who do you think you are? 

Trying my best to make the best of your absence 

Though the joke gets tired and sordid 

And sea-shell hearts get trampled under foot 

Punchlines unrewarded 

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But even at this distance, it's not easy to accept 

The vision that I chase returns when I least expect it 

I've fallen from your tired embrace 

I kiss the air about the place that should be your face