Tiny Steps
Elvis Costello
Verse 1: Muscle baby won’t let go Weekend baby won’t say no Is she an active beauty? I should say so Verse 2: Wooden bones and pretty lashes Iodine for your baby’s gashes Little tombs for your baby’s ashes If something goes wrong Tiny steps almost real Tiny fingers you almost feel Make her walk or make her kneel Oh she’s almost human beneath that Cuban heel Bridge: Who’s that down at the bottom of the garden? Who’s that hiding underneath the sofa? Who gets blamed whenever you’re in trouble? She’s your friend and she’s your double Tiny steps almost real Tiny fingers you almost feel Make her walk or make her kneel Oh she’s almost human beneath that Cuban heel Verse 3: Pretty little fashion face Pick anyone up off the shelf Though you say it’s a disgrace You know you owe it to yourself You can even shop around Though you won’t find any cheaper She’s your baby now You can keep her Tiny steps almost real Tiny fingers you almost feel Make her walk or make her kneel Oh she’s almost human beneath that Cuban Almost human beneath that Cuban Almost human beneath that Cuban Almost human beneath that Cuban Almost human beneath that Cuban
