I know a man who
talks so much.
His wife I ask
this of.
“I’ll give you a
small sample of
talking to my
love.”
Tell me what
you’re saying dear.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
Say those
words I love to hear.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
I could listen
to you all day.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
It makes sense
the things you say.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
I ask again how
does she cope?
She responds so
very sweet,
“To hear him
talk,” she says to me,
“Is really quit a
treat.”
Tell me what
you’re saying dear.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
Say those
words I love to hear.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
I could listen
to you all day.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
It makes sense
the things you say.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
I ask of her,
“How come you stay,
With this man
from the start?”
“I can’t leave,
I love him so,
I would miss
his talk if we part.”
Tell me what
you’re saying dear.
Blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah
Say those words
I love to hear.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
I could listen
to you all day.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
It makes sense
the things you say.
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
