Текст песни Hetty O'Hara Confidential - Elvis Costello
Hetty
said,
if
you
ask
me
nicely
I′ll
write
you
up
well
Don't
tell
me
twice
Quote
you
directly
Or
pay
the
price
Peel
off
your
skin
like
a
thin
veneer
If
something
tells
you
something
that
I
didn′t
hear
from
you
Who's
got
the
dope?
Who's
got
the
potential?
Hetty
O′Hara
Confidential
Those
were
different
days
Those
were
different
drugs
The
gold-plate
palace
with
the
half-mast
flags
A
chalk
lined
body
that
was
full
of
slugs
She
was
trading
favors
for
footnote
plugs
Who′s
got
the
needle?
Who
is
fit
to
burst?
A
morphine
tattoo,
an
unquenchable
thirst
Who's
got
your
girlfriend?
And
who
had
her
first?
Reading
her
column
was
essential
Hetty
O′Hara
Confidential
She
could
kill
a
man
with
a
single
stroke
She
is
not
the
one
you
want
to
provoke
If
you
can't
take
the
heat
Or
you
can′t
take
a
joke
Who's
got
the
dope?
Who′s
got
the
potential?
Hetty
O'Hara
Confidential
If
there
was
a
gentleman
caller
To
a
comely
wench
And
a
snooping
peeper
In
a
coat
of
trench
She'd
place
a
line
or
two
At
the
foot
of
the
page
A
cue
or
a
clue
To
the
latest
rage
With
your
true
dimensions
And
your
actual
age
Trade
a
life
of
scandal
For
a
career
on
the
stage
These
little
things
seem
inconsequential
Except
to
Hetty
O′Hara
Confidential
On
the
night
he
came
home
From
the
debutante
ball
Passed
out
drunk
on
the
bathroom
floor
Call-girl
called
after
taking
a
peek
At
the
secret
drawer
of
atomic
secrets
Repeating
something
that
I
whispered
about
They
have
to
take
it
But
they
can′t
dish
it
out
Who's
cleaning
up
his
act?
And
breaking
the
bank?
But
unfortunately
didn′t
remember
to
thank
me
But
now
the
rumor
is
doing
the
rounds
That
his
only
friends
Are
villains
and
scoundrels
Her
reputation
curled
like
yellow
smoke
She
named
the
wrong
man
in
the
story
she
broke
She
had
an
unfortunate
character
trait
The
irresistible
impulse
to
assassinate
But
the
damage
you
did
was
quite
substantial
To
Hetty
O'Hara
Confidential
They′ve
got
witch
trials
now
With
witches
to
spare
And
a
jukebox
jury
full
of
judgement
and
fury
With
bright
neon
dresses
and
porn
star
hair
She
was
thrown
to
the
wolves
And
the
dogs
and
the
foxes
Once
they'd
had
their
fill
of
shares
and
stocks
Their
gaze
is
unforgiving
If
your
morals
are
lax
Pointing
manicured
fingers
and
making
a
mockery
With
voices
that
sound
like
broken
crockery
Hetty
said,
"I′m
powerless
and
I
feel
alone"
Now
everyone
has
a
megaphone
Who's
got
the
dope?
Who's
got
the
potential?
Hetty
O′Hara
Confidential
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