Lyrics The People's Limousine - Elvis Costello

It's a chilly Florentine evening, two men in Eden hats
Telling tales of the underground and dishing Perettes
Policemen armed with Uzis stand guard but they don't speak
And say "No Michelangelo, he'll be here next week"

A girl in shoes with crystal heels is chaperoned by her brother
They raise a glass of amber wine, take pictures of each other
Of the policemen and the fountains and the sickle and the hammer
And they hail her uncle Romulus with his walking cane and camera

She looked like someone's girlfriend
She looked like a dream
She looked as unlikely as the people's limousine

Come and sit by me girl, before I breathe the breath out of you
Hush your mouth and cover your eyes before I tell your father of you
He paid to have you painted in the company of angels
Only to find you flirting here with cheek on box at perverted angles

She looked like someone's girlfriend
She looked like a dream
She looked as unlikely as the people's limousine

The patron saint of television smiles down from the shelf
Romulus can criticize but he can't bless himself
He has a tin of pea green paint and a big roll of black tape
To vandalize these obscenities then make his escape

She walked up to the nice policeman and asked him for a match
He saw Romulus approaching and slipped off the safety catch
But then cut down her uncle and he was painted red and green
Just as she was kidnapped in the people's limousine

She looked like someone's girlfriend
She looked like a dream
She looked so unlikely in the people's limousine