Hey baby, won’t you look my way? I can be your new addiction. Hey baby, what’chu gotta say? All you’re giving me is fiction. I’m a sorry sucker and this happens all the time, I found out that everybody talks, everybody talks, everybody talks…
It started with a whisper, and that was when I kissed her, and then she made my lips hurt.
I can hear the chitchat-take me to your love shed. Momma’s always gotta backcheck when everybody talks, babe.Hey honey, you can be my drug; you can be my new prescription. Too much can be an overdose, all this stress talk make me itchy. All my mind, everybody talks, everybody talks, everybody talks (too much)…
It started with a whisper, and that was when I kissed her, and then she made my lips hurt.
I can hear the chitchat-take me to your love shed. Momma’s always gotta backcheck when everybody talks, babe.Never thought I’d live to see the day when everybody’s words got in the way.
Hey sugar, show me all your love-all you’re giving me is friction. Hey sugar, what’chu gotta say?
It started with a whisper, and that was when I kissed her, and then she made my lips hurt.
I can hear the chitchat-take me to your love shed. Momma’s always gotta backcheck when everybody talks, babe.
