Toledo by Elvis Costello & Burt Bacharach
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Toledo Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All through the night you telephoned
I saw the light blinking red beside the cradle
But you don't know how far I've gone
Now I must live with the lie that I made

[Pre-Chorus]
But if I call, I know I won't have to say it
You'll hear my voice, something is bound to betray it

[Chorus]
But do people living in Toledo
Know that their name hasn't traveled very well?
And does anybody in Ohio
Dream of that Spanish citadel?
But it's no use saying that I love you
And how that girl really didn't mean a thing to me
For if anyone should look into your eyes
It's not forgiveness that they're going to see

[Bridge]
You hear her voice, "How could you do that?"
You hear her voice, "How could you do that?"

[Verse 2]
So I walked outside in the bright sunshine
And lovers pass by, smiling and joking
But they don't know the fool I was
Why should they care what was lost, what was broken?

[Pre-Chorus]
But if I call, I know I won't have to say it
You'll hear my voice, something is bound to betray it

[Chorus]
But do people living in Toledo
Know that their name hasn't traveled very well?
And does anybody in Ohio
Dream of that Spanish citadel?
But it's no use saying that I love you
And how that girl really didn't mean a thing to me
For if anyone should look into your eyes
It's not forgiveness that they're going to see

[Outro]
But do people living in Toledo
Know that their name hasn't traveled very well?
And does anybody in Ohio
Dream of that Spanish citadel?
But we still have Florence, Alabama
We don't have Paris, and we don't have Rome

Toledo Q&A

Who wrote Toledo's ?

Toledo was written by Elvis Costello & Burt Bacharach.

Who produced Toledo's ?

Toledo was produced by Elvis Costello & Burt Bacharach.

When did Elvis Costello & Burt Bacharach release Toledo?

Elvis Costello & Burt Bacharach released Toledo on Tue Sep 29 1998.

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