Из альбома: From The Streets Of New York / Hot Sox / Sha Na Now
You talk too much, you worry me to death,
You talk too much, you even worry my pet.
You just talk, talk too much.
You talk about people that you don't know,
You talk about people wherever you go.
You just talk, talk too much.
You talk about people that you've never seen,
You talk about people, you can make me scream.
You just talk, you talk too much.