It's the Talk of the Town

Oh so, your weak rhyme
You doubt I'll bother reading into it
I'll probably won't
Left to my own devices
But that's the difference in our opinions
You're a mouthful
That amounts for another week on my own
Now I'm a novel made resourceful
I start a chain with my thought
Talk is cheap, my darling
When you're feeling right at home
I wanna make you move with confidence
I wanna be with you alone
Said help me help you start it
You're too comfortable to know
Throwing out those words
No, you gotta feel it on your own
Cold pain
I cannot sustain it
That's what I'm thinkingNot what I'm drinking
I hold up my ways
These thoughts are pervasive
It's not a statement
But peace can be evasive
You're a mouthful
That amounts for another week on my own
Now I'm a novel made resourceful
I start a chain with my thought
Talk is cheap, my darling
When you're feeling right at home
I wanna make you move with confidence
I wanna be with you alone
Said help me help you start it
You're too comfortable to know
Throwing out those words
No, you gotta feel it on your own
Talk is cheap, my darling
When you're feeling right at home
I wanna make you move with confidence
I wanna be with you alone
Said help me help you start it
You're too comfortable to know
Throwing out those words
No, you gotta feel it on your own



Credits
Writer(s): Marty Symes, Al J. Neiburg, Jerry Levinson
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